The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 467 The Start of a New Relationship

Before Nicole could say anything, she watched out of the corner of her eye as Ivy Harrison quickly went upstairs with Keith's suit jacket draped over her.

The way Ivy scurried away was really quite pathetic, but no one noticed.

Nicole looked at Eric with a calm face. His eyes were dark like ink.

She suddenly felt a dull pain in her chest, but she took a deep breath.

After the pain eased, she spoke in a low voice, "Eric Ferguson, I don't want to torture you. I want you to be relieved sooner."

Her voice was light, calm, and serious.

"It's not that I haven't thought about our relationship during this time. Mr. Ferguson, thank you for the efforts you've put into me, but... I'm sorry. I just can't fathom being with you again." Nicole was overly calm as she spoke.

Eric's face was extremely cold. His eyes were still and his body was tense. His fingers were white from clenching the armrest tightly.

Somehow, Nicole also felt a twitch of pain, but it was just for a short moment.

She quickly regained her composure.

It was better to rip off the band-aid.

Instead of getting entangled in this endlessly, it was better to make a clean cut. That way, both of them could be relieved.

During this time together, Nicole could finally see the situation with the most peaceful state of mind.

Nicole was not touched by Eric. Rather, she pitied her past self and wondered why she did not get his serious treatment at the beginning.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, and the more she wanted to escape this feeling.

Seeing the pain and suppressed emotions in Eric's eyes, Nicole felt a little heartbroken. It felt a little suffocating.

Nicole lowered her eyes and was silent for a moment. She looked up and smiled.

"It's late. Thanks for bringing me here. I'll go back first."

With that, she stood up and left.

"Nicole..."

He called out to her and smiled with a pale face.

"You friendzoned me? I don't accept it!"

Eric's gaze was complicated as he looked at her. His voice was low and raspy.

"No matter what you say, I won't give up on you.

Whether you're happy or not, I'll keep waiting for you."

Nicole left the party early without greeting anyone.

Eric looked at her departing back with narrowed eyes. He suddenly noticed that his body was tense. The moment he relaxed, he was drenched in cold sweat.

His pale face was in the shadows as he leaned back against the back of the wheelchair.

Nicole told Clayton that she was leaving. She did not call for a car and intended to walk back to the hotel

The villa was not too far from the hotel. Getting some fresh air could also alleviate her mood.

Not long after she walked out, Clayton caught up to her.

Nicole was still a little surprised.

"Mr. Sloan, the party isn't over yet, right?"

Clayton chuckled. Even after running to catch up to her, his face was not red, and he was not panting. He still looked poise with a steady temperament. "It's okay. I can't let a little lady go back by herself, right?"

'Little lady?'

Nicole paused for a moment. She liked this title.

She chuckled and felt relaxed.

"Then thanks for walking me back, Mr. Sloan."

"It's my honor."

Clayton's eyes were bright and glimmering, and his smile was decent.

"This trip that Mr. Ferguson planned is quite memorable. I think that this should be the last stop. Do you replace it a pity that it's ending soon?"

Nicole looked at him seriously and laughed. "I think it's more of a pity not to make money."

Clayton nodded. "Indeed."

They were both business people after all.

The two of them walked in the faint evening darkness with neon lights flashing in the surroundings.

Nicole squinted her eyes and enjoyed the comfortable soft breeze on her face.

Clayton, who was next to her, softened his gaze when he saw her like this.

"Ms. Stanton..."

"Hmm?"

"Have you ever thought about starting a new relationship again? With me?"