The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 550 Asking Even if It Hurts

Eric's deep eyes stared intently at Nicole's perfect lips. She did not put on lipstick, but her lips were pretty, pink, and peachy.

He wanted to taste it.

When he lowered his head, Nicole suddenly kicked him viciously in the shin.

Eric stumbled two steps back and looked at her in shock.

She was extremely cold and did not want to speak to him, so she turned around and left.

The veins on Eric's forehead jumped abruptly. He stepped forward and clutched her wrist.

"Nicole, you said that you'll forget about the past, so why can't you give me a chance? You can even accept Clayton Sloan, so why are you rejecting me?"

Nicole turned to look at him quietly. "Can you even compare with Clayton?"

Eric was transfixed with a single sentence.

He stood there stiffly. 'Is she angry because I threw away that trash gift, or is it because of my display of affection?'

The man did not say a word. His jaw tightened, and he did not let go of her.

"You've decided to stay with him?"

Nicole stared at him for a few seconds. "Yes."

Eric seemed to hear the sound of his heart cracking open.

"So, you took him to meet your father?"

Nicole said, "Yes."

"You'll get married later?"

His voice was getting heavier and colder.

Nicole looked at him and curled her lips slightly. "Yes."

Eric's face turned gloomier. The waves of emotions in his eyes surged, and his hand that squeezed her wrist was trembling.

The air was dead silent with a faint chill.

Eric felt that every pore in his body started to freeze. He felt so numb from the bone-piercing cold.

He was willing to get retribution for his faults, but he could not lose Nicole.

"Nicole, even prisoners get a second chance at life. Am I not worthy of forgiveness in your heart?"

His voice was extremely deep. Those dark, deep eyes were bloodshot. The corners of his eyes were also red.

His chest was in severe pain as if he had smashed his hopes with his own hands.

He knew that this was not the answer he wanted, but he still wanted to hear her say it himself.

The cool breeze came.

Nicole's voice was as light as a wisp of wind. "Yes."

The moment he heard her answer, his world collapsed inch by inch.

It crushed him and made him feel out of breath. He saw no hope and his breathing became labored.

The air was quiet.

Nicole thought that he would go crazy or lose control and do something to her. Even if he got what he wanted, she would never forgive him.

Who would forgive a rabid dog that bit them?

Nicole struggled a little and broke free from his shackles.

She immediately turned around, entered the door with the facial recognition lock, then quickly closed the door.

Nicole leaned against the door and slowly let out a sigh of relief. Her palms were sweaty.

She did not turn on the lights.

She looked through the window at the man outside, who was walking toward his car.

He had a limp in his right leg because she kicked his old injury earlier.

Nicole's breathing was a little heavy as her heart clenched with a momentary cramping pain.

Was she heartbroken for him?

No, he deserved it.

Nicole was slowly forgetting about the horrid past, but what did Eric say today?

He wanted to sleep with her.

Just because she was close to Clayton, Eric wanted to brand her and show off his sovereignty?

She was not bothered to take care of his ridiculous and low self-esteem.

After a long time, she still could not hear the sound of the car engine starting up outside.

Nicole thought about his injured leg and felt guilty.

Thus, she opened the door to check on him, but she suddenly saw Eric standing at her door, looking so disheveled with his head hung low.