Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You can’t afford me now

Chapter 898:

Hadley blinked, surprised by his persistence, then sighed softly. “Denver, there are so many good women out there. Don’t fixate on me. Look around.”

He let out a low, bitter laugh. “But there’s only one you.”

The weight of that sorrow crushed the air between them.

Hadley looked at him, unable to find any words that wouldn’t hurt. They fell into silence until the waiter arrived with their meal. Neither spoke as they ate.

When they stepped outside, snow had started to fall, dusting the sidewalk in white.

Denver went to get the car while Hadley scanned the street. No sign of Eric’s vehicle.

She let out a soft breath. That was for the best.

Denver drove her back to Millland Road. As the car rolled to a stop outside her building, Hadley turned to him.

“This is goodbye,” she said firmly. “Don’t come looking for me again. I won’t see you anymore.”

It would only hurt him more if she let this continue.

“Please, Denver. Take care of yourself. Don’t let this ruin you… or I’ll never forgive myself.”

She blamed herself—for letting him get close, for briefly entertaining the idea of letting him in.

Their relationship ended too soon, and he was still stuck in the past…

“Hadley.”

As she stepped out of the car, Denver called after her, his eyes filled with desperation, as if trying to burn the moment into memory.

“I’ll respect your decision. I won’t bother you again…” he murmured.

𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖙 𝖌𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔: g⧉𝗮⧉𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗲⧉𝗅𝘀.⧉ⅽ𝗈⧉𝗆noveldrama

Hadley felt a flicker of surprise ripple through her. Had Denver really made peace with the situation so quickly?

His abrupt shift in demeanor left her slightly bewildered, though it mirrored the resolution she’d long desired.

“Okay then,” Hadley murmured, a gentle smile tugging at her lips.

“Look after yourself. I’m heading out now.”

“Same to you…” Denver replied with a subtle nod, stepping out of the vehicle and circling around to open her door.

Their gazes locked for a moment, and a quiet, warm smile passed between them. Hadley gave a small wave.

“I’m going in. It’s snowing out here—be careful on the roads.”

“I’ll manage,” Denver assured her. “Go on inside. I’ll stick around until I see you’re safe indoors.”

“Okay,” she agreed, turning to leave.

As she walked away, Denver’s smile dimmed, giving way to a tender, unspoken longing in his eyes.

Gazing at her fading silhouette, he whispered under his breath, “Hadley, I’ll wait for you.”

He understood the challenges she faced all too well.

From where she stood, her reasons for keeping him at a distance made perfect sense.

As a mother, her daughter would always come first. Denver wouldn’t dream of vying with Joy for Hadley’s attention.

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