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

Chapter 1164
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Chapter 1164: Silent tears slipped down her cheeks, and Eric's chest constricted at the sight.

He swallowed the lump in his throat, saying nothing.

Nothing anyone said could take away a mother's pain.

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When they arrived at the hospital, Eric killed the engine and quickly moved to help Hadley out.

"I can manage on my own." Hadley refused his hand with a weak shake of her head.

"How are you going to manage that?" Eric's forehead furrowed in concern. "You just passed out and barely woke up. You don't have the energy. Letcarry you." Before she could protest further, he was already lifting her into his arms.

Hadley didn't have the energy left to resist. Quietly, she let him carry her back into the hospital room.

Inside, Eric placed her carefully on the bed. His hand smoothed over her tangled hair, fingers lingering briefly against the chill of her cheek. “I'll call the doctor to take a look at you,” he said.

A few minutes later, the doctor arrived, examining her. "Her blood pressure's a little low, but nothing serious. Srest should do the trick." "Thank you," Eric said quietly as he walked the doctor to the door. Returning to Hadley's bedside, he carefully adjusted the blanket around her.

"I know sleep won't ceasily," he murmured, "but at least close your eyes and rest for a bit... When Joy wakes up, she'll be looking for you." The moment Hadley heard Joy's name, a sharp pain twisted in her chest. Without a word, she shut her eyes. Eric let out a slow, weary sigh. "Get srest. I'll go stay with Joy." Rising to his feet, he shut the door behind him quietly and stepped out into the hallway.

"Mr. Flynn." Phillips, still waiting nearby, stepped forward. "Any word from Mr. Jenkins?" Eric's face hardened as he shook his head.

"The surgery's just days away." Discover updates gvlIf they failed to reach Brady, the operation would have to be called off. He waved Phillips off. "You've been running around all night. Go get ssleep." Phillips nodded. "Yes, Mr. Flynn. Just say the word if you need anything." "I will." Turning back, Eric stepped into Joy's hospital room, quietly taking the nurse's place.

Joy lay peacefully on her stomach, sound asleep, completely unaware that the uncle who could save her had vanished, or that her mother's heart was quietly shattering.

What could Eric do? He just stood there, brow furrowed in frustration.

Getting Noreen to give up Brady's location was hopeless at this point. The only path left was the hardest one-tracking Brady down himself before the surgery. But pulling that off in such a short window would take resources, wealth, and influence he no longer had.

He wasn't part of the Flynn family anymore. And Nyla would never let him near anything belonging to them.

At the first light of morning, Eric's eyes snapped open. He had had om unintentionally fallen asleep on the sofa, but the brief rest had restored a sliver of his strength. His eyes drifted to the bed, where Joy remained fast asleep, her small frundisturbed.