The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Chapter 2041

Chapter 2041

Clayton took a deep look at her, and his chest was very dull. He looked at the snow-white skin on Nicole's chest. His eyes darkened, and he pulled the thin blanket on the side to cover her. Clayton: "Wait, let's have dinner together at night."

Nicole smiled and watched him walk out with a dark face.

Inexplicably, She feel better.

Listening to him outside, she snorted coldly in a bad tone: "I thought you didn't even knock on the door when the earthquake happened?"

Nicole stretched, tidied up her clothes, and lay back down.

After a while, she fell asleep in a daze. When she wake up again, it's getting dark.

It was dark night outside the curtains. It took her a while to react before she remembered where this place was.

She heard a faint movement outside, which lowered the voice. It was Clayton who deliberately lowered his voice to speak on the phone.

Nicole went down barefoot and looked down through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The road fed by the neon lights was like a silent dragon, dazzling and dark, winding all the way to the end.

After Clayton finished the phone call, he looked at no one on the bed and was stunned for a moment.

Then looked at Nicole standing there.

He turned on the lights. The light instantly filled the entire room.

Nicole turned back.

Clayton smiled, "Finally woke up? Can you still fall asleep at night?"

Nicole stretched and spread her arms to act like a spoiled child: "Yes, you can coax me."

Clayton walked over and picked her up and put her away. When he got to the bed, he touched her feet, and was relieved when he didn't feel cold.

"Thinking beautifully, I wish you couldn't sleep." Clayton smiled meaningfully. His eyes dimmed.

Nicole looked away, pretending she didn't see it. She remember exactly what happened before she went to sleep.

If something really happened here, how could she show up in the future?

Clayton almost lost his mind because of her beauty.

Fortunately, Nicole figured it out in time.

However, Clayton knew that now was not the time, so he helped her put on her shoes and took her out of the company.

Nicole swept around, "why was there no one?"

Although the lights were bright, there was not even a single person working overtime.

Nicole glanced at Clayton: "Where's the person?"

Clayton pointed to his watch: "It's off work."

Nicole said, "Your company is so humane? Does anyone work overtime? Don't you earn overtime pay?"

Clayton smiled and glanced at her: "I think it's the same as you. It's easy to squeeze employees. Our company is humanized. Overtime is absolutely not recommended. Unless they volunteer to contribute to the company, I will never force it."

Nicole tugged. The corner of her mouth, this high-sounding hypocrite, how can Clayton shape himself so perfectly!

When their company worked overtime, she even asked her aunt to make soup and send it over.

Seeing Nicole roll her eyes, Clayton smiled, put his arms around her shoulders and leaned on him: "It's not because you are sleeping here, I don't know when you will wake up, if others see it, you will give birth to me again. I'm angry."

After Clayton explained this, Nicole thought about it.

She chuckled lightly: "Won't it delay you from making money?"

Clayton glanced at her and said with a smile: "Then what will Miss Stanton pay me back?"

Nicole: "What do you think?"

"The meat compensation." Clayton said hoarsely and smiled in a low voice.

Nicole's face turned slightly red, and her footsteps couldn't help but quicken.

Clayton was really getting more and more impolite.

After Clayton finished teasing her, he followed her slowly, with a warm smile in his eyes. There was a soft light under the lamp.

It seemed that every time Clayton saw her, he was in a very happy mood.

The two want to go out for a walk, such a beautiful night, it was a waste not to date.

But it made Nicole a little angry to say that the children can't see Daddy and Mommy tonight.

She kept getting angry all the time, and the servant at home couldn't stand it anymore, so she could only say Clayton.

Clayton glanced at Nicole helplessly: "Let's go, there is another person in the family who needs to be coaxed."

Nicole raised his eyebrows, "Let's say that it is rare for children to lose their temper, and it is a good thing to lose their temper. It is better than a soft bun."

Clayton smiled, "That's right."

He instantly felt that talking about losing his temper was a trait of character, and having character meant strength.

Indirectly, that was to say that the child was a very strong child.

The two got into the car, and Nicole sat in the co-pilot.

It was quiet without a trace of noise.

Watching his handsome profile flicker under the streetlights, she suddenly felt that the night was very beautiful. Because of the people around her, and because of the people she will meet. Nicole smiled, hesitated for a while, stretched out her arm, and poked Clayton's arm.

Clayton put his hand on the steering wheel down and shook hands with her casually.

Nicole couldn't help but bowed her head to appreciate the constant flow of heat from his warm palms.

The slender, clean fingers are like works of art.

Hand control people really can not help but want to kiss two.

But Nicole was in control, she couldn't do such a rude thing. In particular, she must maintain her noble image in front of Clayton.

Thinking of this, she immediately looked away and looked out the window.

It was dark night.

There were few vehicles outside, but they also came and went, and the neon lights reflected the road ahead, which was long and far away. Nicole suddenly thought of what Tina did today.

From school uniforms to wedding dresses, they couldn't stand the test of time.

Will they be together forever?

Nicole tilted her head and looked at Clayton.

"President Sloan..."

Clayton raised his eyebrows when he heard the word 'President Sloan'

Usually, she would call him that only when she thoughtfully wanted to give him a problem.

Maybe Nicole didn't realize her little habit.

"You said..."

She thought halfway through and stopped immediately.

Originally she wanted to ask, what would happen if he changed his mind?

But all of a sudden he was head-scratching. As soon as these words came out, he was paranoid and fell behind.

In marriage, the most taboo was to worry about gain and loss.

This was also the reason why Nicole had been sober all the time. She would never indulge in the sweet dates given by others.

Be prepared for danger in times of peace, this sentence was true whether it was in the shopping mall or in marriage.

Clayton glanced at her, but couldn't be distracted while driving, and squeezed her palm: "What's the matter, talk?"

Nicole coughed and smiled, with a sloppy poise on the corner of her mouth: "If one day, I've changed my mind, what do you do?"

She reversed the roles, and the meaning in her words was completely different.

In an instant, Clayton's smile disappeared completely.

He looked at her with dark eyes, and pursed his lips: "Did Eric harass you today?"

His voice was low and hoarse, as if gritting his back molars.