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Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 741
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Chapter 741: Eric chuckled. "Yeah." His voice was gentle, warm with amusement. "Wake up now. If you sleep too much, you won't be able to sleep tonight." Hadley let out a soft huff, burrowing deeper into the blankets. "What do you know? There's nothing like beauty sleep to get your life back on track." She had been unusually tired these past few days... a side effect of the medication, probably.

Pregnancy symptoms? Even if she was pregnant, it wouldn't show this soon, would it? After the last mix-up, Hadley had been far more cautious this time.

Dr. Duncan had advised that the safest way to confirm was through a blood test-10 to 15 days after ovulation.

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For now, all she could do was wait. With a quiet sigh, she pushed off the bed and reached for a sweater, slipping it over her head.

Eric, already watching her, wordlessly handed her a comb. She took it, running her fingers through her hair first before starting to smooth it out. He loved her long, thick hair-the way it had a natural wave.

There was something timeless about it, a touch of effortless vintage charm-soft, feminine, utterly captivating. As the quiet stretched between them, Eric asked casually, "Feel like eating out tonight? What are you in the mood for?" Hadley, still running the comb through her hair, nodded. "Yeah. Something meaty." Eric smirked. "Red Shell Bistro or Cozyroom?" She barely paused before answering. "Red Shell Bistro." His lips curled into a knowing grin. "You're after their desserts, aren't you? I'll call ahead and let the chef know!" Read more on g.. InoAs he made the reservation, Hadley put the finishing touches on getting ready. They took the private elevator straight down to the garage, where the car was already waiting.

Upon arrival at the Red Shell Bistro, Eric pulled into the lot, while Hadley waited by the entrance.

The cold was biting-this winter had been particularly harsh, with frequent snowfall blanketing Srixby. Tonight was no different. Light flurries drifted through the air, shimmering under the streetlights. As the evening deepened, the snowfall began to pick up again.

Hadley shifted on her feet, stomping inside her boots to keep warm.

Then a sleek silver-gray car pulled up to the steps, and the woman stepped out. Astrid.

She turned back toward the person inside, her lips curving into a soft smile. "I'll wait for you here." Then, without hesitation, she shut the door, and the car rolled away toward the parking lot. Hadley's gaze instinctively flickered to the license plate.

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Denver's car.

She stilled. So she hadn't been om imagining things last time. Denver really was with Astrid.

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Were they acquaintances? Friends? Or perhaps, something else entirely? "Hadley?"