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

Chapter 732:

“Are you crazy? Do you have a death wish?”

“Keep your personal drama off the road!”

“What’s your problem? You almost caused an accident!”

Angry voices erupted around her. Her pulse thundered in her ears.

Dazed, she looked up—And met Eric’s furious gaze.

He was beneath her, chest rising and falling in heavy, uneven breaths. He had broken her fall.

“Are you out of your damn mind?”

His voice was sharp, cutting through the noise around them.noveldrama

Emotions clashed inside him.

“Just seeing Denver makes you lose control like this?”

Hadley opened her mouth—but no words came out. She scrambled off him, reaching out instinctively. “Are you okay? Did you get hurt?”

He had just been discharged from the hospital. And now, because of her, he had thrown himself into harm’s way again.

But Eric didn’t answer. He just stared at her. “So, why were you running after Denver like that?”

Hadley pressed her lips together.

Eric exhaled sharply. His fingers caught her chin, tilting her face toward him. A cold, humorless chuckle escaped his lips. “What? Can’t stand seeing him with another woman? Does it hurt, Hadley? Do you wish you could go back to him?”

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Hadley sucked in a breath. “Would you believe me if I said that’s not what I was thinking?”

Eric let out a sharp scoff.

He leaned in slightly, his eyes locked onto hers. “Then tell me—why were you running after him? I mean, you clearly didn’t care about putting your life at risk, so this must be interesting.” She nearly got hit by a car just now! Had he not been there, she wouldn’t be standing here arguing with him right now.

“I’m sorry…”

Hadley met Eric’s gaze, her voice steady, her sincerity unmistakable. She knew she had been reckless. She knew she had hurt him. And she owed him. “…And thank you.”

Eric’s breath hitched.

Was this how a couple was supposed to be? Like distant acquaintances carefully choosing their words?

Hadley’s eyes flickered downward—his hand. Was that… blood?

Did he hurt himself trying to save her?

“Let me see your hand—” She reached for him, concern knitting her brows.

“Don’t touch me!” Eric yanked his arm away, his voice cutting through the space between them like ice. “All you care about is Denver. Whether I live or die—does it even matter to you?”

Before she could answer, he turned away, stepping into the car without another word.

Sebastian had just brought the car over, the engine humming softly as if sensing the tension crackling in the air. Hadley hesitated but then followed him in.

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