The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 1589 I'm Different From You

Nicole's shoulders trembled slightly as she buried her face in Clayton's hands. Her heart was indescribably sorrowful.

She did not dare to imagine what would have happened if they had not been so lucky, or if he had not arrived just in time. There were only two results. One, Clayton would watch as Nicole was blown up, or they would be blown up together.

Nicole was more afraid of the latter.

At the beginning of this relationship, Nicole only wanted to date Clayton casually. It was because her feelings for him were not as deep.

She coveted the light that came without reservation but did not want to give him any commitment.

One failed marriage was already enough to wake her u P-

That was why in the past, no matter how much Clayton hinted, Nicole simply smiled and brushed it off.

However, she now carried these heavy emotions that she could not let go of no matter what.

How could a person be willing to throw his life away for her?

Clayton felt the wetness in his hand and froze for a moment.

He wanted to lift his hand, but he suddenly noticed that Lil Michael was still standing in the corner, looking at them sadly.

There was not the slightest resentment of being left out.

Clayton pursed his lips and lifted his other hand, waving it in a gesture.

Lil Michael pouted and opened the door to go out.

Sure enough, when Clayton had a girlfriend, he forgot about his own son.

'To think that I shed so many tears for his daddy! It was all for nothing!' Michael thought.

Michael was a little angry in his heart, but when he remembered that the other party was Pretty Lady, he decided not to get angry about it. In the ward.

Clayton did not make a sound and simply patted Nicole's back gently with his other hand, letting her ease her emotions.

His heart clenched for a moment.

After a long time.

Clayton finally spoke quietly.

"I wasn't thinking of anything. I just don't want to lose you when you're with me again. Nicole, even if it did explode, I'm fine with that."

Nicole paused and raised her slightly red eyes.

Clayton reached out to wipe away the tears under her eyes and spoke in a soft and gentle tone.

"It's better than me watching something happen to you."

When he finished speaking, his palm went up and pinched her earlobe. The action was very doting.

Nicole's chest tightened. A certain part of her heart that had been hard suddenly softened.

"I wouldn't be sad if a dummy like you really died. If it were me, I definitely wouldn't have done the same as you."

Nicole was rational. No matter what, she had to love herself first. That was a lesson she had learned from her previous marriage.

Thus, no matter how she indulged in Clayton's tenderness and pampering, she always maintained her rationality.

This allowed her to pull back and look at their relationship rationally.

Nicole thought that saying this would make him angry.

However, he simply smiled faintly without the slightest hint of anger. Instead, his gaze was

unbelievably warm.

It was like the warm sun of spring that could melt the winter snow.

He nodded and brushed a lock of hair around her ear.

"That's fine. I'll be the happiest if you survive."

Even happier than if he was the only one who survived.

Nicole frowned and took a deep breath.

"Clayton, don't be so nice to me. I want you to live a better life."

Clayton paused, then his smile deepened.

His gaze was fixed elsewhere for a moment.

"Nicole, I never told you how important you are to me, right?"

Clayton's voice was light and airy, like a wisp of fog that could disperse with the wind.

Nicole froze for a moment.

Clayton retracted his hand. His voice was light and a little hoarse.

"You know what kind of family environment I grew up in. Even if they're my blood relatives, they're not that important to me."

Nicole lowered her eyes and pursed her lips.

She made him remember something unpleasant.