The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1139

In the parking lot.

Nicole was just about to get into the car when someone grabbed her hand.

She looked over and saw that Eric had been waiting here at some point.

"Why are you here?"

"I wanted to talk to you.”

Eric looked at her. His figure was straight, slender, and defined, but he was exuding a gloomy chill.

Nicole paused. "Eric Ferguson, you still don't get it? It's impossible between us..."

Eric gnashed his teeth.

"Keith and his ex-wife stirred up such an ugly mess in the beginning, but they could still start over. Why can't we?"

Nicole said, "I won't comment on what kind of person Ms. Lehman is, but I will never make such a choice."

Her voice turned cold. "Eric Ferguson, I’m not like others. I’ll never look back."

Eric's face gradually turned ashen.

She pried his hand away slowly and looked at him indifferently.

Eric was stung by her indifference and suddenly reacted violently.

He clutched her wrist and pressed her to the car. His hand subconsciously exerted some force.

"What exactly do you want, Nicole?”

His voice was crisp and clear. He was vaguely suppressing his emotions.

"What’s so good about Clayton? The entire Sloan family doesn't like him. How many good days do you think he has left? He can’t even protect himself now. Can you reel in your thoughts a little?"

Nicole simply could not resist Eric's strength.

She glared at him angrily.

"What’s it got to do with you? It’s none of your business who I'm with!"

Eric was agitated by those words. His body was tense, and his eyes turned red and bloodshot.

His breathing tightened. He pinched her chin and kissed her fiercely.