Chapter 1615
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Read Chapter 1615 of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat
Eric looked at Nicole. His hands that were hanging a t his sides were clenched tightly, so much so that
his knuckles turned white. His heart felt like it was stabbed.
He felt like even breathing was painful.
Eric lowered his eyes and tried to hide the emotions in them.
His heart was bitter and unbearably sad. After a long silence, he said in a raspy voice, âI just want to
apologize to you, nothing else. If you donât want to meet with me alone, you can bring someone with
youâ¦â
This was his compromise. Eric had already lost.
He did not name Clayton specifically, but they all understood.
Clayton was surprised and raised his eyebrows slightly. He saw Ericâs gloomy and complicated face
and was instantly in a good mood.
His enemyâs pain was his pleasure! Even so, Nicole was not willing to agree.
people sigh.
The high and mighty Eric, who could do anything at the snap of his finger in the past, was surprisingly
so humble now, but who would pity him?
It was all self-inflicted, right?
Clayton looked calm and did not say a thing. Instead, he looked sideways at Nicole, waiting for her to
decide.
He was truly respectful toward Nicole.
Nicoleâ s tone was indifferent as she said without hesitation, âThereâs no need for that. We have nothing
to talk about.â
Talking to Eric would make her upset. She was not a generous and forgiving person, so why must she
be forced to forgive him? Seeing this stalemate, Roland coughed on the side and stepped forward to
relieve the situation. âMs. Stanton, Mr. Sloan, everything is ready. We can leave now.â Nicole glanced
at Roland and was satisfied with his reaction. She was just about to lift her foot to go around Eric when
Eric quickly stood in front of her. Eric closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a slightly
trembling voice, âNicole, just think of it as me begging you. I just want to say a few words. You just
need to listen. It doesnât matter whether you forgive me or not. I wonât come back to bother you in the
future.â Saying these words made his heart ache, as if he was gouging out a very important part of his
heart. Every nerve in his body was in pain. Nicole lowered her eyes and hid her disgust. âIf I donât want
to hear it, youâll come and pester me again?â
Her voice was clear and cold without the slightest warmth. She treated a stranger better than she did
Eric. Eric was silent. His face was pale, and his eyes were gloomy.
âYes,â Eric said.
Nicole looked away. When she turned back again, she looked at Eric.
âFine, one last time. Make it short. You wonât mind that my boyfriend is present, right?â
Just now, Eric said that others could be present, so that included her boyfriend.
This was like sticking a knife in Ericâs chest. Their eyes met.
Eric looked down at Nicole. He lowered his eyes and took a deep breath. His breathing was heavy, and
his heart ached violently. The pain was prolonged and deep.
âI donât mind.â
Eric acknowledged Nicoleâs boyfriend.
It was Clayton.
It was someone else.
Nicole and Clayton walked side by side to a lounge and sat in a spot under the patio umbrellas. This
was the benefit of private hospitals. Everything, from the entrance to the interior of the hospital, was
thoughtfully designed.
The lounge was covered with tall bushes that blocked the view from outside.
They followed the path inside and walked around the fountain at the entrance to a small, semi-open
area.
There was no one else inside, and they could not be seen from the outside.
Sitting there, one could hear the trickling sound of the fountain outside and the rustling shrubs in the
wind.
It could steady oneâs restless and discontented heart in an instant.
Nicole sat down and looked at Clayton, who was next to her.
âItâll just be a few minutes. Let me know immediately if youâre not feeling well.â
Even now, all she cared about was Clayton.
When Eric, who was at the back, heard these words, his body unconsciously lurched.
His face became even paler.
Eric sat across from them and did not say anything for a while.
On the contrary, Clayton spoke in a clear and loud voice.
âMr. Ferguson, I heard that you were quite troubled in Southeast Asia, but the good thing is that itâs
been successfully resolved. I havenât congratulated you on that. Itâs truly unprecedented. The
authorities value you even more for resolving such a big problem for them. I also heard that one of the
heads wants their daughter to marry you!â