Chapter 1139
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
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In the parking lot.
Nicole was just about to get into the car when someone grabbed her hand.
She looked over and saw that Eric had been waiting here at some point.
âWhy are you here?â
âI wanted to talk to you.â
Eric looked at her. His figure was straight, slender, and defined, but he was exuding a gloomy chill.
Nicole paused. âEric Ferguson, you still donât get it? Itâs impossible between usâ¦â
Eric gnashed his teeth.
âKeith and his ex-wife stirred up such an ugly mess in the beginning, but they could still start over. Why
canât we?â
Nicole said, âI wonât comment on what kind of person Ms. Lehman is, but I will never make such a
choice.â
Her voice turned cold. âEric Ferguson, Iâm not like others. Iâll never look back.â
Ericâs face gradually turned ashen.
She pried his hand away slowly and looked at him indifferently. Eric was stung by her indifference and
suddenly reacted violently. He clutched her wrist and pressed her to the car. His hand subconsciously
exerted some force.
âWhat exactly do you want, Nicole?â
His voice was crisp and clear. He was vaguely suppressing his emotions. âWhatâs so good about
Clayton? The entire Sloan family doesnât like him. How many good days do you think he has left? He
canât even protect himself now. Can you reel in your thoughts a little?â
Nicole simply could not resist Ericâs strength. She glared at him angrily. âWhatâs it got to do with you?
Itâs none of your business who Iâm with!â Eric was agitated by those words. His body was tense, and his
eyes turned red and bloodshot. His breathing tightened. He pinched her chin and kissed her fiercely.
Nicole instantly turned her face to the side and pushed him away with all her might.
However, no matter how hard she pushed, Eric was like a solid mountain. Her struggles were
completely useless.
He was like a boulder pressing against her, ignoring her struggle and crushing her lips almost
vindictively.
The fragrance of wine on his lips was mellow. She did not know how much he drank, but he smelled
heavily intoxicated.
Nicoleâs strength seemed to be taken away and she went limp in an instant.
Eric found the opportunity to hold her tightly in his arms as if this would make her change her mind.
However, Eric suddenly felt something warm on his face,
and his body stiffened as he let her go.
Nicoleâs tears were like a hot flame that scalded his heart. Every drop of his blood stopped flowing and
froze.
His gaze shook as he watched her tears stream down her face, but she was glaring at him coldly.
In that instant, Eric felt his heart stop beating. His heart shattered slowly.
Nicoleâs tone was cold.
âAre you trying to turn me into the same person as Keithâs ex-wife? Do you think that Iâll return to your
side if I get pregnant?â
Her aggressive questions were spoken in a frigid tone. Ericâs face tightened but he did not speak.
His silence represented his despicable thoughts. Yes!
Keith succeeded, so Eric wanted to follow suit.
Even if it was a despicable method, as long as Nicole could return to his side, Eric was willing to be
hated by her.
Eric could no longer stand seeing Nicole being by someone elseâs side or smiling at someone else.
That feeling was as if his heart was getting gouged out.
Now, Nicole saw through Ericâs thoughts at a glance and exposed them.
Eric suddenly retreated. âHow is such a despicable side of me worthy of her? How could Nicole be the
same as Keithâs ex-wife?â