Chapter 5
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now
Chapter 5:
The night dragged on in a blur of anguish.
She wasnât sure when she fell asleep, but she was jolted awake by the incessant ringing of the doorbell, each ring sharper than the last.
Possibly tired of waiting, the person stormed in as the door burst open. Eric entered, irritation evident on his otherwise striking features.
Upon seeing Hadley on the couch, Ericâs expression grew sharp with annoyance.
âWhy wasnât the door answered?â
Silently, Hadley muttered to herself,
âI lacked the strength to even get up,â
but she left her thoughts unspoken, simply shaking her head in response.
Hadley was acutely aware that any attempt to explain herself would merely be seen as an excuse by Eric.
To someone who harbors disdain for you, even the act of breathing could seem like a fault.
Overwhelmed by an uncomfortable feeling, Hadley went directly to the heart of the matter.
âWhat brings you here?â
She thought he wanted nothing to do with her.
âDo you actually think I came here willingly?â
With a sneer, Eric made no effort to mask his contempt as he glanced coldly at Hadley.
âGrandma sent me to escort you to the airport.â
That was how things stood.
Hadley asked herself bitterly,
âWhy did I even harbor any hope?â
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âIs your luggage upstairs?â
The impatience in Ericâs voice was unmistakable. Spending even a moment with Hadley was clearly something he found almost unbearable.
Hadley nodded, but then quickly added,
âItâs upstairs, but I havenât finished packing yetâ¦â
She had planned to finish packing the previous night, but overwhelming fatigue and sickness had caused her to fall asleep prematurely.
âWhat?â
A shadow crossed Ericâs face as his irritation flared.
âYouâve had all day and still havenât managed to pack your bags?â
He fixed a stern gaze on Hadley, who appeared bewildered and unresponsive. Eric guessed bitterly,
âIs she trying to delay her departure?â
âDonât just stand there; get moving and finish your packing!â
âAlright,â Hadley responded with a vacant nod, turning to ascend the stairs swiftly.
Making her way up, Hadley felt each step cause her to break out in a cold sweat. She sensed that something was amiss. Hesitantly, she touched her forehead.
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