Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now

Chapter 64:

Hadley gave no response.

Too weary to engage, she had no desire to exchange words with him. The idea of him worrying about her? It was laughable. Even if she were right in front of him, he’d likely just ignore her presence.noveldrama

She moved to the sofa without a glance in his direction, spread out a blanket, lay down, and turned away from him.

She had to perform at Galant by nine that night and needed her rest now.

Eric’s expression darkened as he stopped abruptly. Could Hadley really be that irritable?

Lacking patience, Eric was nearly at his breaking point, ready to leave. However, looking down at the medicine bag he carried, he sighed internally. “I’m the one at fault here,” he muttered.

He moved closer, leaned over, and placed the bag gently on the coffee table.

Facing Hadley’s turned back, Eric said, “I’ve picked up your medicine. The instructions are on the bottles. Make sure to take them as directed.”

Hadley remained still, unresponsive.

The room’s dim lighting cast her silhouette, emphasizing her frailty.

Eric’s brow creased in concern. Was she always this slight?

Recalling how light she felt in his arms earlier, he realized she was significantly underweight. A pang of remorse struck him.

Eric hesitated before saying, “I need to apologize for today. I overlooked that it was the anniversary of your grandmother’s passing. Plus, I just found out about the collapse near Kingsbridge. I’m sorry.” Eric had said everything he needed to.

Previously, Eric had little patience with her, yet now he addressed her with unprecedented calmness and humility.

However, Hadley remained mute.

Eric narrowed his eyes at her. “Are you sleeping? You can’t go to sleep yet. You need to take your medicine.”

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He then realized there was no glass of water on the coffee table. Feeling somewhat remorseful, he said, “Wait here. I’ll get you some water.”

Eric made his way to the kitchen.

Returning shortly with a glass of water, he set it down on the coffee table.

“Hadley, I’m aware you’re not asleep. Stop sulking and take your medication. You fainted earlier from the pain. It’s important you take your medicine now.”

As he placed the glass down, Eric accidentally brushed something off the table.

“Oh? What’s this?”

Eric stooped to retrieve the item.

It turned out to be a woman’s wallet, clearly belonging to Hadley. As it fell off the table, the wallet opened, and Eric caught a glimpse of a photo inside.

Whose face was in the photograph?

He picked it up and peered closer to get a better view…

“Hand that over!” Hadley exclaimed, suddenly sitting upright and grabbing the wallet from Eric’s grasp. She quickly closed it, her eyes flashing a warning. “Stay away from my things!”

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