Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me NowChapter 22
WalletEric’s expression darkened as he stopped abruptly.Could Hadley really be that irritable?Lacking patience, Eric was nearly at his breaking point, ready to leave. However, looking down at the medicine bag he carried, he sighed internally. “I’m the one at fault here,” he muttered.He moved closer, leaned over, and placed the bag gently on the coffee table.Facing Hadley’s turned back, Eric mentioned, “I’ve picked up your medicine. The instructions are on the bottles, Make sure to take them as directed.”Hadley remained still, unresponsive.
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