Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 1575:

A dry smile touched her lips. “Blathe’s not like Srixby,” she said lightly. “Doctors there are… more cautious. About prescribing things.”

It was a half-truth, the kind people tell when the full one is too sharp to share.

But Eric saw right through it. And it tore at him. Still, he said nothing. His silence weighed heavier than words.

He didn’t hand her the medicine. “Just rest for now,” he said quietly. “Wait for the food.”

Then, he turned and walked out of the room.

Hadley blinked after him, puzzled by the sudden shift. But her head felt too heavy, her body too sluggish to chase the thought. She rolled over, pulling the blanket close, and drifted back to sleep.

In the haze between dreaming and waking, she heard the door creak open again. Eric was back.

her eyes squeezed shut, unwilling to acknowledge the world outside

that Eric

rest gently on her shoulder. “Come on,

answer came. She stayed perfectly still, refusing

tone gentle as he urged her. “Come on, just eat a little. After that, you can

She pulled away, her words sharper

frown creasing his forehead. He reached over to help her up. “Do you

as she brushed his hand off. “I don’t want food. I don’t want medicine. I just want to sleep. Why can’t you just

for an answer, she rolled away, pulling the blanket over her head to shut him out. “Please leave, and close the door behind

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with a helpless sigh, not a hint of frustration on his face. Soon, she heard the quiet sound of him standing up, his footsteps heading toward

he

relief washed over her as she peeked out from under the covers. But the argument had left her wide awake, any drowsiness now gone for good. Now, she would have to