Chapter 133
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
When the word âex-wifeâ came out of his
mouth, Eric Ferguson felt extremely
uncomfortable in his heart.
He could not describe that discomfort.
âWhich house do you like? Ill buy it for you,â
Eric said.
Back then at the Share Fashion Show,
Nicole had willfully asked Kai for a yacht.
That scene was extraordinarily piercing to
Ericâs eyes.
Eric recalled that he had never given Nicole
any gift before.
If Nicole could accept his gift now, he might
feel a lot better about himself.
Nicole let out a light laugh like she had
heard some kind of joke.
However, there was no emotion in her eyes.
âBuy it for me? Mr. Ferguson, youâre really
generous. Are you always so generous to
your ex?â
Eric frowned slightly and was just about to
speak, but Nicole did not give him the
chance to. You said so yourself that Iâm
your âex-wifeâ. That means we no longer
have anything to do with each other and I
have no reason to accept your gift, lest your
family tries to sling mud at me again saying
that Iâm a gold digger.â
Nicole looked at the sales manager on the side. âIâll pay by card in full.â She did not want to owe Eric
Ferguson anything, especially for such a small amount of money. Nicole did not want to touch the
Ferguson familyâs money at all. The sales manager was torn as she looked at Eric, whose brow
furrowed deeper.
She was eager to get this commission, but would the boss allow it? Mitchell, who was standing at the
back, gave the sales manager a look, so the manager had a good sense to leave immediately. Eric was
just about to speak when his phone
suddenly rang. He frowned and picked it up. The other party spoke urgently. Terg! Wendy got into a car
accident and lost too much blood! Sheâs in the hospital nowâ¦â Since they were in proximity to each
other, Nicole could hear the conversation clearly. Regardless of the time, that name always made her
alert.
Eric frowned and was stunned. His face was
shrouded in a layer of annoyance and
anxiety.
âGot it. Iâll be right there He immediately hung up the phone and looked at Nicole with his dark eyes.
âShe At4Thâife just got into a car accident..â Eric knew that Nicole must have heard it. Nicole smiled as
if nothing had happened and sneered. -Mr. Ferguson, your IQ is really so low. Is Ms. Quade a cat with
nine lives? She canât even die after so many times, but as soon as youâre there, sheâs alive and
kickingâ?â
Ericâs face stiffened. His eyes instantly deepened and his brows knitted. His chest also tightened.
âLuckily, I didnât accept your âgiftâ. Otherwise, have to donate blood to that woman. You should leave
that house to Ms. Quade instead and pray that she lives well so that you wonât be widowed before you
even get marriedâ¦â Nicole said with gritted
teeth, then turned to the sales manager.
Eric started at her back. His face was taut
and extremely glum.
âPresident, we should get goingâ¦â Mitchell
had also received a call from the hospital.
At the hospital.
Keith Ludwig stood at the door of the ward
while Ingrid Ferguson shrank into a corner,
shivering in fear.
âWhatâs going on?â Ericâs voice was cold.
Keith pointed at Ingrid. âGet her to explain.â
Ingrid was so scared that she cried. Under
Ericâs intimidating gaze, she finally could
not help but shout, âIt has nothing to do with
me! Itâs all because of that b*tch Nicole! She
forced her!â
Ericâs eyes were cold. âWhatâs this
nonsense?â
He had just been with Nicole, who had no
knowledge of this matter, so how could
Nicole have any connection to Wendyâs car
accident?
Eric did not believe a word of what Ingrid
said.
Ingrid cried and said, âItâs true! Wendy said
that Nicole only hates our family so much
because of her, so as long as she dies, Nicole
wonât find fault with us anymore. Thatâs
why she rushed out to the middle of the
road. Isnât this being forced by Nicole?â