Chapter 1872
The Woman From Hell
"Nicky, why did you suddenly want to go shopping?" I found it a little strange when I saw Nicky
standing in front of the counter while choosing necklaces with great interest.
As far as I knew, she seldom went shopping. Not to mention that she only had a two-hour lunch
break.
While Nicky was picking a style, she answered me with her thoughts, "Did you also think that I
disliked shopping?"
"Yeah, I heard from our colleagues that you wouldnât go with them every time they went out. You
also told them that you usually shopped online a lot and felt that shopping was a waste of time," I
said without hesitation.
In fact, I did not like it very much myself. When Cecilia was still around, we used to go out, but
now...
Thinking of this, my heart sank.
"I did think that way before I became friends with you." After she picked one, she handed it to the
counter to have it packaged and then looked back at me. "But with you, shopping has become a
pleasure."
Nicky's tone was sincere, and her eyes were filled with earnestness.
There was untold joy on her face. "Maybe it was because I didn't have friends before, hence I was
so against it."
I felt the same.
Nodding to her, I went along with what she said. "Yeah, it does seem that way."
Suddenly, a lightbulb went off my head, and I immediately turned my eyes to Nicky. "Nicky, do you
think of me as a good friend of yours?"
"Of course, could it be that you donât?"
She abruptly asked me back, which caught me by surprise. I hurriedly replied to her," Of course,
Ido.â
"That's good, then."
The lady at the counter had already packed up her necklace, so Nicky went to the front desk to pick
it up.
I was really glad that I could still have a friend like Nicky after Cecilia left. I had Shannon too.
There were only a few who were still with me now.
I could not help but sigh. Things had really changed.
It was more or less time when we exited the jewelry shop. I walked toward the large doors hand-in-
hand with Nicky. "Let's go back to the company, or we're going to be late for work in the afternoon."
"Only you would still be so punctual despite being the president's wife." Nicky was obviously joking
with me.
I just smiled lightly and said nothing.
When we reached the first floor, I heard a familiar voice from far away.
"Donât tell me you don't believe me either?!"
A roar came from in front of me, and I followed it. Indeed, I had not mistaken this grating voice.
The woman who was shouting was Sara, and the one standing opposite her was Fabian.
Passersby would glance at them, but they would immediately get stared down by Sara and would
not dare look at them again.
I stopped and was quite interested to see what they were up to.
"How do you expect me to believe you when things have gotten to this point?!" Fabianâs expression
was helpless, but he was more so angry.
What was it that had made Fabian, who would jump through hoops for Sara, so angry?
Sara's eyes were slightly red, and so was her nose. She wiped a handful of tears and put her hand
on her stomach. âRegardless, this child is yours. If you leave now, wonât that mean that this child will
lose their father? How could you do something so cruel?â
"I'm heartless?" Fabian pointed at himself as his shoulders shook with anger. He shook his head
and pointed back at Sara. " Youâre the one who's heartless, Sara!"
He closed his eyes and seemed to be facing someone he found difficult to accept.
However, was Sara not the woman he loved?
I looked at them, wondering...