Chapter 141
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Ingrid did not expect that her small impulsive move would bring so much trouble to Ferguson
Corporation, yet Nicole, the one she wanted to mess with, was still unharmed!
After returning to the Ferguson Villa, Old Master Ferguson scolded Ingrid in a thunderous voice for a
whole afternoon.
No one dared to speak up for her.
Old Master Ferguson, like Eric, also believed that Ingrid should go and apologize to Nicole.
Ingrid was then locked in the memorial hall at the Ferguson Villa and punished to kneel for the whole
night.
The next day was Hendrickâs death anniversary.
Nicole never imagined that she would see Wendy Quade and Eric Ferguson in front of Hendrickâs
grave.
Ian Carter also saw the couple.
He looked upset and pulled Nicole back. âHendrick, Eric has been taking good care of me.
Donât worry, I âll take good care of myself. â Wendy finished talking to the tombstone and shyly glanced
at Eric on the side.
Wendy was incredibly soft and gentle as she continued to speak, âEric, I know youâre troubled because
of Nicole. Donât worry, Iâll go to France as soon as possible so that Nicole wonât target you.â
âItâs better for me to know when to retreat than to cling on and make things worse⦠â Wendy thought.
Eric frowned slightly and was just about to say something when he heard someone behind him snort
lightly.
It was extremely disdainful.
When he turned back, he saw Nicole smirking with raised eyebrows as she stared at them with cold
eyes.
Nicole wore a plain black knee-length dress with no embellishments, but she still looked so striking.
âMs. Quade, youâre so reluctant to let go of Mr. Ferguson, so you should stayâ¦â
Nicole smiled mockingly.
âShe thinks she can escape so soon? I havenât settled accounts with her yetâ¦â
âWhy are you here?â
Wendyâs voice changed. She was shocked and glared at Nicole fiercely.
Ianâs face was glum as he stepped forward to question Wendy.
âThatâs what I should ask you! Why are you two in front of my brotherâs grave?â
Eric had long known that Ian was Hendrickâs younger brother, but he never had much contact with Ian.
Ian had gone to study abroad when he was young, so naturally, he was not aware that Hendrick got
acquainted with Eric during those years in the army.
Wendy Quade was a bit flustered and thought, âIf Nicole knew that my relationship with Eric is only
because I was Hendrickâs girlfriend and not the âtrue loveâ that I purposely made her think we are.
Wouldnât she just mock me even more unscrupulously?â
In an instant, Wendy jerked her head to look at Eric. The moment Eric saw Nicole, he had a plan in
mind.
Ericâs face was calm facing Ianâs questioning. After a slight pause, Eric spoke slowly, âIan, I was
Hendrickâs brother-in-arms, and Wendy was Hendrickâs girlfriend. Before he died, he entrusted me to
take care of her.â
In just a few short sentences, Eric had explained the cause and effect of this whole debacle.
Although Eric addressed this to Ian, he really meant to say it to Nicole.
Eric kept glancing at Nicole, hoping that she would react.
This was the reason why he had been taking care of Wendy Quade.
It was not because he liked her or cheated.
There had been no other woman in Ericâs life, except for Nicole who married him.
However, Nicoleâs indifferent response was unexpected. She seemed unconcerned about their
relationship and did not care about his explanation.
When Eric saw this, his face was tense, and he did not look away.
At that moment, Wendy just looked embarrassed and awkward.
Nicole noticed Wendyâs reaction and thought, âSo thatâs how it is. Iâve always been wondering what
Wendy Quade has which made Eric so affectionate towards herâ¦â
Among the women who coveted Eric, Wendyâs family background, education, and looks were all
inferior. Aside from her vile character, there was nothing that made Wendy stand out.
It was absolutely ridiculous that Nicole lost to such a woman.
The atmosphere was strangely quiet.
What broke the silence was Ianâs shocked and incredulous question. âHow can my brother even like
her?! Sheâs just trying to be a freeloader, right?â