Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me NowChapter 155
No cup?
Eric’s gaze flicked to the table, where a lemon-yellow mug sat. He pointed at it. “What about that one?”
“That’s… mine!” Before she could finish, Eric had already grabbed it and downed the water in one go.
Hadley froze, staring blankly. Guess I’ll just wash it later, she thought.
As Eric set the mug back down, he noticed her slightly puffed cheeks. Then, it hit him.
“Wait. That was yours?”
Hadley lifted an eyebrow. What else could it be? Was he expecting someone else to be here?
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