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

Chapter 13 How Can You Show Your Face Here The man on the bed did not react to Hadley's presence.

Despite the years that had slipped by, Ernest still looked much the same, as if he were merely asleep.

Memories of Ernest, vibrant and driven, flooded Hadley's mind...

She struggled to cto terms with the reality, even after all this time.

It seemed so unjust that such a kind person could endure such a fate.

Ernest was a good man, yet he had spent years lying there in a coma. Chances were, he would never wake up.

The sound of the bathroom door interrupted her reflections. A caregiver appeared.

With a basin of water in hand, the caregiver noticed Hadley's tear-streaked face and nodded courteously.

"Hello." "Hi." Hadley offered her hand. "Are you going to wipe his face?" "No, I'm actually here to shave him," he replied.

Understanding, Hadley observed Ernest's face, noticing the thick stubble that shaded his jaw blue. "I'll take care of that. I know how to do it." During Ernest's initial hospitalization, Hadley had been the one to look after him.

At that time, Nyla was overwhelmed with grief and illness, Eric was preoccupied with work, and Linda was expecting...

Thus, Hadley had becthe primary caregiver within the Flynn family.

Caregivers typically deferred to such wishes from the family members.

He set the basin on the nearby stand and passed her a towel. “Here you go." "Thank you." Gratefully accepting it, Hadley dampened the towel and used it to warm Ernest's face.

She then spread shaving cream over his face and started the careful process of shaving him.

Engrossed in her task, Hadley didn't notice Linda enter the room.

Limping slightly from her injured ankle, Linda approached and stopped by the bedside, staring at Hadley in astonishment.

0.0% о 19:10 ||| < Chapter 13 How Can You Show Your Face Here "Hadley, is that really you?" Her expression turned into a frown. "What are you doing here? And why are you doing this?" Looking up, Hadley responded, “I cto visit Ernest... and as you can see, I'm shaving him." Linda chuckled lightly, a hint of amusement in her voice. "I can see what you're doing." "And why bother asking, then?" Hadley retorted sharply.

"You..." A silent standoff ensued as their gazes locked.

With a dismissive wave, Linda crossed her arms and sighed. "Fine, you've visited. Now you should go. We have caregivers; your presence isn't necessary." "Is that so?" Hadley responded smoothly, maintaining steady eye contact.

"You just got here and now you're already sendingaway. What's troubling you, Linda? Feeling guilty of something?" Linda's expression darkened. “What are you suggesting?” "What am I suggesting?" Hadley's voice carried a mocking tone as she gestured towards Ernest. "Eric isn't here, so no need to keep up the act." Her eyes then flicked to Linda's abdomen. "What really happened back then? Can you live with your deceit, fooling everyone, even yourself? Think about it, Linda. Do you truly deserve Ernest?" Linda looked bewildered. "What exactly are you implying?" Hadley scoffed, "All these years, don't you feel any remorse when you see Ernest?" "I'm lost at your meaning!" Visibly enraged, Linda gestured towards the exit. "Leave now! You have no place here!" At the ward's entrance, Eric was conversing with Nyla on his phone.

Upon learning that Hadley had visited the hospital to see Ernest alone, Nyla promptly reached out to Eric, urging him to ensure Hadley's safety.

"Eric, please... It's quite isolated there, and it's getting late. Hadley is alone..." "I'm aware, Grandma." Eric exhaled deeply and massaged his forehead. "I've already arrived." Visiting his brother had been on his agenda for the evening as well.

"Don't worry. She'll be hsafe under my watch, okay?" "Thank you." 21.1% a 19:10 [11 O < As Eric continued his conversation, he approached the ward's door, pushing it open to witness the unfolding .

Linda was gesturing emphatically towards the exit. "Leave now! You have no place heres Hadley was just beside the bed when Eric saw her.

His face immediately hardened, his gaze sharp and intense. "Hadley, what have you done to upset Lindar "Eric!" Tears welled up in Linda's eyes.

"I've got this." He moved swiftly to Linda's side.

"Make her go away!" Linda grasped his arm, her voice desperate. "I can't stand to have her here! Make her leave!" Seeing Linda so upset, Eric wasted no time. "Of course!" He faced Hadley, anger evident in his expression. "Did you not hear her? Get out now!" Hadley released a soft, sardonic chuckle. She set the razor aside, dried her hands, and began her exit "Hold on!" Eric, moved by Linda's distress, felt compelled to defend her.

He picked up a bouquet of yellow calla lilies from a nearby table. "Are these from you?" Hadley confirmed with a nod. "Yes." "Remove them!" Eric dismissed her with a flick of his hand.

What? Was she now forbidden even to leave flowers for Ernest? "Why are you still here?" Noticing Hadley's reluctance, Eric took action himself, snatching the flowers and thrusting them into her arms.

His tone was harsh and piercing as he hissed, "Do you think Ernest would appreciate it? Had it not been for your actions, his child would be celebrating a third birthday now!" His gaze pierced hers, immobilizing her.

"How can you show your face here?" Linda suddenly looked away, her shoulders trembling as though she might cry. "Eric, please, that's enough! I can't take this!" Startled by Linda's distress, Eric redirected his frustration towards Hadley. "Aren't you going yet Hadley, gripping the bouquet tightly, seemed rooted to the spot.

What could she possibly say or do? 45.0% ||| 19:10 < Chapter 13 How Can You Show Your Face Here "Alright, I'm leaving." She turned sharply and left without a backward glance.

"Linda" After Hadley exited, Eric approached Linda, offering support. "There's no need to cry, She's gone now, and I'll make sure the staff doesn't allow her back." "Okay..." Linda said, her voice choked with tears.

Hadley stood at the bus stop closest to the hospital, stunned.

The buses stopped running at eight? Now what was she supposed to do? Would she need to walk honce more? After a grueling two-hour trek the previous evening, it looked like she was in for a repeat performance tonight.

Cursed bus. Once again, it seemed her feet were her only reliable transport.

Blaming herself for not checking the bus schedule, she resignedly began her walk.

This private hospital's location was even more remote than the than the om sanatorium where Nyla was treated, chosen for its peacefulness. Now, Hadley felt the full impact of her miscalculation.

She trudged forward, the road deserted except for the rare vehicle whizzing by The surrounding quiet was almost oppressive. Out of nowhere, a motorcycle sped past, and then abruptly circled back to pull up in front of her.

The rider, a young man sporting bleached blonde hair, offered her a slightly unsettling smile.

"Hey, missy, it's late for a walk, isn't it? Con. I'll give you a lift." Hadley's nose twitched as she caught the strong scent of alcohol and cigarettes emanating from him. "No, thank you." She advanced a few steps, but he obstructed her way. "Wait a minute!" He looked at her legs. "I offered you a lift. Con. I'm not a bad guy." Before she could decline, he dismounted his bike, seized her arm, and pulled her toward it.

"Release me!" Taken aback, Hadley resisted vehemently. "Let go of me!" "Don't be shy! I'm just trying to help." 67.7% Amazing Offer <+> H 19:10 GO NAW ||| 0 < < Chapter 13 How Can You Show Your Face Here "Who do you think you are? Back off" Mustering her strength, Hadley swung her bag, striking him squarely.

"Leavealone!" "Did you just hit me?" Fueled by fury, he lashed out, knocking Hadley to the pavement. Yet, he wasn't finished.

Immediately, he pinned her down, his fingers brushing her cheek.

"Your beauty is enchanting, and your skin, so delicate." Hadley's reaction was emotional; she stiffened, feeling nauseated by his touch.

She always carried pepper spray in her bag, and, as a precaution, a half brick.

In desperation, she reached into her bag, seizing the brick. Instinctively, she swung it at him.

The brick connected with a heavy thud against his head.

"Ah!" he screamed, holding his forehead as blood began to flow.n Shock registered in his eyes as he looked at her.

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