Chapter 864
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
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After Eric froze, he reacted and immediately picked her up. Nicole grew even angrier.
He was carrying her bridal style, but this kind of position was prone to side leakage!
She curled up in his arms angrily. âJust give me your jacket. Iâll walk by myself!â
Eric refused her. âNo, Iâm cold too!â
He did not want to let go!
It was such a good opportunity for him to perform⦠He had to kiss her and hug her and raise her up
high. Nicole was speechless.
She might as well pass out, either from pain or from anger.
Nicole completely shut her mouth and did not say a word. Her face was miserably white as she gnashed
her teeth.
Once she got over this hurd le, she would kill Eric Ferguson.
No one noticed that on Ericâs originally tense face, a small arc had quietly curled on his mouth.
They did not return to the room.
Eric took her out straight to the car, never letting her go.
Nicoleâs abdomen cramped up. Her face began to turn pale as cold sweat burst out.
Usually, she would take her medicine in advance, so this kind of situation would not happen. This time
was too unexpected.
She was only half-conscious.
Nicole opened her eyes slightly and looked at Ericâs stern face. His angular features and his expression
looked sincere, and there seemed to be slight impatience. Heh, he was really good at acting.
Stanton Mansion was about twenty minutes away from here. However, she estimated that the car
stopped in about ten minutes. Then, she was picked up and brought to the elevator.
She had not passed out yet and vaguely realized that this place was not Imperial Gardens. It looked a
little familiar, but she could not remember if she had been here before or not. It was probably one of
Ericâs many houses.
When Eric placed her on the sofa, she was already breathless and powerless. He touched her forehead.
Nicole lifted her eyelids speechlessly. âI donât have a fever. Give me the phone. Iâll have someone come
to pick me up.â
Eric pursed his lips and remained unmoved.
After standing in front of her for a few seconds, he immediately turned around and went out. Nicole bit
her lower lip and tried hard to calm herself down and sober up. The house was large, and the decoration
was simple and expensive, filled with gray and cold tones. It was Ericâs style. It looked very clean, so
there should be someone coming regularly to clean it up.
Nicole took a deep breath and slowly stood up, covering her belly as she walked towards the door. She
could not die here. That b*stard Eric Ferguson was the type to ignore what was near and seek what was
far away. He might as well just send her to the hospital⦠After secretly cursing him in her heart for a long
time, she finally moved to the door.
She pushed it open and walked out.
Standing in the corridor for a moment, she seemed a little stunned.
Why did it look so familiar?
Especially the two pots of chrysanthemums opposite the doorway, they looked like the ones that Lil
Michael gave to her, but she really did not want to place them in the houseâ¦
She walked over to the familiar doorway in confusion with a very mysterious feeling!
Reaching out, she tentatively keyed in the code, and the door openedâ¦
Damn it. That was her house?
Eric was actually living so close to her?
She had no time to think that much. She wal ked in with a few steps, found the painkillers, and
swallowed them dry.
She lay on the sofa for a while before she felt her body slowly recovering and pain in her abdomen
gradually dissipating.
Although she was reluctant to get up and move, she went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up, then
returned to her room and went to sleep.
She could not hold on for a second longer!
Sure enough, she could only rely on herself at the critical moment!
She fell asleep in a daze. In the dead of night, she felt a cold wind blowing and she shivered from the
cold.
However, the feeling soon disappeared.
The morning sun pierced the sky, gorgeous and warm.
A nightâs rest was enough to refresh her. Nicole opened her eyes.
What greeted her sight was Ericâs cold and stunning face.