Chapter 186
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now
Chapter 186:
Hadley tried to speak, but no sound emerged. Worse still, her throat felt like it was on fire, as if every breath drew flames through a torn and tender passage. Tears immediately sprang to her eyes.
Damn it!
Ericâs expression tightened, veins standing out on his forehead. He quickly adjusted his grip to hold her more securely. His voice softened, but it was filled with resolve. âDonât worry. Weâre heading to the hospital now. Everything will be alright.â
Clutched to his chest, Hadley felt a surge of disorientation. Was she seeing things? There seemed to be a flicker of concern in Ericâs eyes, and⦠sorrow? It had to be her imagination.
At the hospital, Hadley underwent a thorough examination. As the doctor reviewed the scans, his expression darkened with concern.
âHer vocal cords and soft tissues are damaged.â
The doctor cast a wary glance at Eric, as though suspecting him of wrongdoing.
Ericâs face hardened. âCan we focus on whatâs next instead of throwing accusations?â
The doctor nodded. âShe will recover. However, she requires medicationâboth pills and creams. Most importantly, she must avoid speaking for a while. Trying to talk will cause her pain and could worsen the injury. Complete vocal rest is crucial.â
The severity of it hit Eric hard. A storm seemed to gather in his eyes. Could Duranâs daughter really have caused this much harm?
The doctor handed him a prescription. âTake this and get her the necessary medications.â
âUnderstood.â
Eric turned to Hadley with a firm, reassuring tone. âStay here. Iâll be back with your medications.â
As he made his way toward the pharmacy, a memory stopped himâan earlier hospital visit where heâd only stepped out to settle a bill, only to return and find her missing.
He turned quickly, his tone sharp with a warning. âDonât even think about leaving before I return. Understand?â Hadley gave a faint nod.
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Satisfied, he left.
When he returned with the medications, he watched as the doctor applied the cream. âJust about this much each time,â the doctor instructed.
âUnderstood,â Eric replied, his voice calm yet distant.
He turned his gaze to Hadley, his expression unreadable. âLetâs go.â
Hadley tried to push herself up from the chair, but as she attempted to rise, a sharp pain shot through her chest, making her gasp for breath.
Eric glanced back, his irritation clear as his brow furrowed. âHonestly, youâre such a burden. Tell me, Hadley, what are you good for, besides causing trouble?â
Even with his sharp remarks, Eric moved closer and gently lifted Hadley into his arms.
âMake sure you hold on,â he instructed. âDonât slip.â
Hadley remained silent, leaning against him.
Seeing her comply, a faint smile tugged at Ericâs lips. It was good that she could follow directions when needed. He helped her into the car and fastened her seatbelt securely.
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