Chapter 934
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
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Ericâs voice was low and raspy as if he was deliberately coaxing her, unknowingly drawing closer to her.
Nicoleâs eye twitched. She clearly felt that there was something wrong with Eric.
She subconsciously looked at Clayton beside her. At that moment, Claytonâs warm and modest face was
cold.
Noticing Nicoleâs reaction, Ericâs face became even gloomier.
As expectedâ¦
Nicole smiled, her attitude somewhat detached. âThe doctor didnât allow me to use my phone, and I
forgot about it after I was discharged. Sorry.â
Ericâs face stiffened faintly. He knew that it was just an excuse, but he had to believe it.
âItâs okay. Iâm relieved to see you standing well here.â
The music started playing.
Ericâs eyes flickered and he suddenly extended his hand. â May I have this dance?â
Nicole did not move. She looked at his extended hand silently and smiled.
The last time she danced with him, it was during a party they attended together after the divorce. Back
then, her identity had not been exposed.
Things changed in the blink of an eye. There was another person by her side now. When she hesitated,
another fair and slender hand also reached out in front of her. Clayton smiled gently. âI would like to ask
Ms. Stanton for this dance as well.â
How could Clayton stand by and watch Eric steal his chance? Ericâs face turned dark in an instant as he
looked at Clayton with gloomy eyes.
âMr. Sloan, donât you know what âfirst come, first serveâ means?â Clayton smiled and raised his brows
very calmly. âI only know that I canât miss any opportunity.â The two men waited for Nicoleâs decision. No
one cared about who came first. Nicole did not waver and decisively chose Clayton.
Just as she was about to put her hand on Claytonâs, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Eric looked at her
with deep eyes. There was a lot of strength in his grip.
Nicole frowned and could not break free. Her hand hurt slightly.
âMr. Fergusonâ¦â
Claytonâs expression darkened and he immediately pulled Ericâs arm. âMr. Ferguson, please have some
respect!â Ericâs face was extremely cold as he shrugged Claytonâs hand off of him. His rage poured out
as if he had found an opportunity. âGet lostââ
Then, Eric dragged Nicole and headed out. âLetâs talk!â
His endurance had reached its limit standing in front of them. Eric could not look at Clayton a moment
longer.
He would not be able to resist bashing that damned manâs head! However, Nicole did not give Eric this
chance. She flung his hand off in a large movement.
âMr. Ferguson, I donât think I have anything to talk to you about.â Nicole never wavered when it came to
emotions. She made everything clear from the beginning of the divorce.
What could she do when he kept pestering her?
Fortunately, the sound of the music drowned their voices. Otherwise, they would be at the center of
attention.
Nicole had no intention to be the heroine of a melodramatic drama.
Eric froze slightly. His gaze darkened as he looked at her, and his breathing became ragged.
âNicole, why him?â
Why did she choose him?
Nicoleâs tone was calm. âBecause heâs my boyfriend. Mr. Ferguson, I hope that youâll be more polite to
him in the future.â
Claytonâs eyes flickered slightly when he looked at her. He did not expect Nicole to admit his identity so
straightforwardly in front of Eric.
Even if she had tried to explain it vaguely instead, Clayton was already mentally prepared.
However, she did not.
Boyfriend?
Clayton seemed to feel that the distance in their relationship was closing faster than expected.
Ericâs face was already extremely cold and gloomy. His eyes were dark when he looked at Clayton.
âBoyfriend?â