Chapter 992
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Read Chapter 992 of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat
Clayton suddenly smiled and blinked. The love in his eyes deepened slightly.
Nicoleâs current reaction was too different from the strong president who often made trending topics with
popular idols.
She was lofty but childish, mature but not worldly, and the surprise and fright in her eyes made him feel
as if he had just picked up a treasure.
Claytonâs smile was gentle and warm. His deep eyes looked at her.
âNicole, weâre a couple. This isnât called being a hoodlum. Itâs called love.â
He lowered his voice and asked with a smile, âDid you like it?â
The sudden seriousness made Nicoleâs face redder. âClayton Sloan, you reallyâ!â
She could not fall behind. She had to try and get rid of her blush and racing heart.
However, she did not dare to recall that kiss. She felt like her heart was trembling.
She pursed her lips, steeled her nerves, and gave a serious evaluation. âIt was so-so. The technique was
average, but I can tell that it was well-practiced. Mr. Sloan, how many girlfriends did you have, exactly?â
She unintentionally asked about his relationship history. She believed it when he said he did not have
any in the past.
However, that kiss earlier was not rusty at all.
Who was he trying to fool by saying he had no experience?
She crossed her arms around her chest and looked at him, gauging his reaction. Clayton gave a shallow
smile and raised his hand very calmly. âYouâre the only one. I was self-taught. If you want, we can
explore more techniques and I can strive to see what satisfies you.â
Nicole froze and suddenly felt that she could not say anything else. She really felt that she could not win
this game. She had never lost so completely before. Just then, Lil Michael tottered in and broke the
ambiguous silence between them.
He looked at Clayton with wide eyes, turned to Nicole, and finally looked at Clayton again. He said
sweetly, âDaddy, congratulations! You havenât died yetâ¦â
The emotion in Claytonâs eyes instantly froze.
His lips tightened as he looked at his son. âThanksâ¦â Lil Michael blinked. Sensing that Claytonâs mood
was not good, the boy went over and hugged his fatherâs arm, shaking it around.
âDaddy, it wasnât easy for me to take care of you when you had a fever. I tried giving you medicine, but
you refused to eat it!â Nicole nodded. The scene she saw when she entered the door was that of Lil
Michael trying to stuff pills into Claytonâs mouth.
Claytonâs eyebrows twitched as he looked at Lil Michael speechlessly. âDonât think I didnât see it. You
took the pills from a box of laxativesâ¦â Lil Michael did not know. He was still young and only knew a few
words, so of course, he did not know what that medicine was for.
He originally wanted to feed all types of medicine to Clayton. There was bound to be one that was
effective against fever.
In the end, before he could succeed, the Pretty Lady arrived.
The corners of Nicoleâs mouth twitched, and she hurriedly pulled Lil Michaelâs hand out.
Turning around, she said, âYou should rest for a while and eat something when your fever goes down.
We wonât disturb you.â
Clayton smiled. The fever medicine had a strong drowsiness side-effect, so his head felt groggy, and he
wanted to sleep.
The little energy Clayton forcefully held onto to take advantage of Nicole faded as sleepiness emerged.
He fell into a deep sleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
Nicole sighed in relief when she went out with Lil Michael.
Fortunately, Lil Michael came in just in time. Otherwise, she really would not know how to deal with it.
âPretty Lady, why is your face so red?â
Lil Michaelâs beautiful eyes looked at Nicole, curious and worried.
âWere you infected by Daddy?â
Nicole pursed her lips and touched her burning face. She took a deep breath to make herself look calm.
âYeah, itâs quite possible.â