Chapter 1487
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
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Nicole suddenly felt her heart soften.
â If youâre tired, just ask the driver to pick me up. Since you came back, the drivers in our families have
started taking vacation daysâ¦â
At those words, Clayton smiled and looked at her.
â Iâm not tired. If it werenât for picking you up, Iâd still be busy working right now. Rather than work, Iâd
much prefer picking you up.â
Nicole smiled and said nothing.
Behind them, Ian leaned his head against the car window. He originally closed his eyes to rest, but
after hearing those words, he felt so sour that he could not sleep.
At home.
Nicole washed up and did not rush to bed. Instead, she went to the study.
The stock market had been fluctuating strangely these days.
She watched in silence, and her fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard. From time to time, she looked
at the material that Logan sent to her mailbox in advance.
Nicole did not notice that Clayton was standing at the door of the study, watching her after he washed
up.
When she stretched, he finally came with a smile.
His hands were placed on her shoulders. âArenât you gonna sleep?â
Nicole suddenly froze and looked at the time. It was already 1:oo am.
Clayton did not sleep because he was waiting for her.
She stood up guiltily. âI lost track of time. You shouldâve called me earlier.â
Clayton smiled. His voice was low and hoarse. It seemed to be infinitely amplified in the dark.
âItâs okay. Iâll wait as long as it takes.â
He wrapped his arms around her waist and lowered his head to kiss her lips, lingering with fondness.
When he wanted to move on to the next step, Nicole suddenly pulled his hand. Her pretty eyes were
shining with delight.
âMr. Sloan, itâs really too late today. We have an early day tomorrowâ¦â
Claytonâs eyelashes trembled, and his throat bobbed. The person he wanted for several days was right
in front of him. How could he hold back? He used a little force and picked her up. His voice was raspy
with restraint.
âAll the more reason to make haste and save time.â Nicole was speechless.
Clayton might have some misunderstanding about what making haste meant.
When dawn broke and Nicoleâ s voice was hoarse, Clayton finally let her go. She fell into a deep sleep
as soon as her head touched the pillow.
Nicole seemed to hear it, but it also felt like a dream.
Claytonâs hand tenderly tucked the messy hair around her ear. His voice was as deep and warm as if it
had blended into the night.
âNicole, when are you going to validate my status?â
That way, he would not have to suffer from worry and fear.
However, Nicole was already asleep and did not seem to hear his words.
Early the next day.
It was no surprise that Nicole got up late.
She woke up when she smelled the aroma wafting over from the kitchen. Walking out in her satin
pajamas, Yvette watched in confusion as Clayton worked in the kitchen, bathed in light.
It had only been a few days since this kind of life started, but it was as if she had already taken it for
granted.
Clayton had basically moved downstairs to live with her. Although his things were still upstairs, he
brought them down time after time while completely unbothered.
The surrounding area was filled with traces of him.
Clayton felt a gaze and turned around. He took large strides over and lowered his head to press a soft
kiss on her forehead.
âMorning, babe.â
Nicole pushed him away, still not very sober in the early morning. She drank a lot last night, so she had
a slight hangover.
âWhy are you up so early?â
Clayton smiled.â I was worried that youâ d have a hard time going to the office on an empty stomach, so
I made you some hangover tea. Drink it quickly.â
He originally had an urgent meeting, but after thinking about it, it was more important to make hangover
tea for Nicole.
Nicole was really jealous. Clayton clearly slept so late, but his recovery was unbelievably fast.
As for her, it felt like she was tormented half to death.