Chapter 507
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now
Chapter 507:
She pieced together that she had slipped and hit her head, but confusion lingeredâwhy was she in Denverâs vehicle? Had his been the car that nearly hit her? âIs that really you?â
âYes, itâs me.â
âWhat are the odds?â
âIndeed, what are the odds!â A wry smile crossed Denverâs face. It seemed fate was always concocting ways to draw people close, only to tear them away again.
Hadley shifted awkwardly in his embrace, uncomfortable with the closeness.
Snapping out of his daze, Denverâs face turned a shade of red. âI apologize. You collapsed suddenly, and I just wanted to make sure you were okay.â
While explaining, he gently helped her adjust to a more comfortable position in the seat.
âI understand.â Hadley reassured him with a smile. âNo need for explanations.â
She gestured toward a nearby intersection. âYou can drop me off over there.â
âHow could I possibly do that?â
Immediately, Denver shook his head, firmly rejecting her suggestion. âYouâve just been in an accident and lost consciousness briefly. Itâs essential you get checked out by a medical professional.â
âReally, itâs unnecessary⦠weâre nearly at the hospital.â
Determined not to yield, and with the hospital in view, Denver continued, âI couldnât just leave anyone in this condition, much less⦠particularly when it came to Hadley, whom he cherished deeply.â Their gazes locked momentarily, prompting Hadley to quietly agree with a nod.
Soon, they reached the hospital.
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Hadley underwent a medical examination and some tests.
The tests revealed no serious issues, yet the doctor advised an overnight stay for observation due to her brief loss of consciousness. Denver handled all the necessary paperwork and stayed with her as she settled into the observation room.
This room was more compact than a regular ward and did not have an extra bed for companions.
Resting against the bed, Hadley felt uncomfortable. âDenver, Iâm really okay now. You should head home.â
âWhat are you saying?â Denver dismissed her suggestion and adjusted the blanket. âIâm staying right here with you tonight.â
âDenverâ¦â
She attempted to convince him otherwise, but Denver interjected, âStop. If I went home, Iâd just end up worrying about you and not sleeping anyway. It makes more sense for me to stay here and make sure youâre alright.â
Realizing she couldnât sway him, Hadley relented.
Throughout the night, the nurse checked in on Hadley twice, reminding her, âIf you feel nauseous or have any discomfort, please let us know right away.â
âThank you,â Hadley responded.
A hush enveloped the room, filling the air with a touch ofâ¦
Awkwardness hung in the air.
âYouâ¦â Hadley eventually broke the silence. âHow have you been lately? Is your injury better?â
âItâs all better now.â Denver offered a reassuring smile, though it wasnât entirely truthful.
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