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

Chapter 844:

Before she could form a single word, his hands were on her shoulders—firm, almost trembling with restraint.

“Look at me! Tell me the truth. I want to hear it from you!”

“The truth?” Hadley’s voice trembled, her composure crumbling under the pressure.

“You already know, don’t you?” she said, eyes welling with tears. “What more do you want me to say?”

It hit him like a punch to the chest.

Eric froze—utterly still—as if her words had knocked the air out of him. She didn’t deny it. She was really going to leave him.

Suddenly, the memories of her recent tenderness, her quiet obedience, her gentle smiles—they all came rushing back.

Eric let out a hollow, bitter laugh. It echoed through the sterile hospital room like a crack splitting glass.

“So that’s what all this was, huh? These past few days… the tenderness, the smiles—you were acting? Just trying to lull me into lowering my guard… so you could leave.” His eyes burned into her. “Leave me. Leave Srixby. That was your plan all along.”

“Yes!” Hadley raised her chin, her eyes meeting his with unwavering strength. “I never intended to stay with you.”

His breath caught in his throat, and for a second, he stood frozen. “Very well, if that’s what you want.”

But then his gaze dropped toward her stomach. “What about our child? Is it gone? Did you…”

“Yes.”

𝗧𝗿𝘂𝗲 𝗏𝗲𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖋𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗀𝖆𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒𝚌𝗼𝗺

No hesitation. No apology. Hadley spoke the word like a blade, clean and merciless.

Eric stumbled back, as if the floor had shifted beneath him.

His grip on her arms loosened, and he released her, retreating a few unsteady steps.

On the way here, he had been prepared to fight for her. To beg if he had to. To do anything to keep her from leaving.

But this— She had ended the life they had created together.noveldrama

“Hadley.” He straightened, expression hardening. His voice was cold now, hollow with finality. “Alright. You win. We’re done.”

Then, just before he turned—he drove the last nail in, not with anger, but with a deep, aching wound in his voice. “Since you got rid of our child just to leave me, I’ll give you what you want. I’m letting you go.”

And with that, he spun on his heel and stormed out.

“Mr. Flynn, hold on a sec!” Elissa, gripped by worry, longed to halt Eric’s actions, but her blindness left her powerless, staring blankly into the void.

She couldn’t fathom Hadley’s mindset. “Hadley, with Mr. Flynn so confused about everything, why not set things straight?” she asked, her voice tinged with concern.

She recalled Hadley’s initial resolve to walk away, but circumstances had shifted dramatically now that she lost the baby. Did Hadley still intend to depart despite it all?

This time, it had been an ectopic pregnancy, and now a rift had opened between her and Eric. What lay ahead? What was Hadley’s next step?

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