Clayton felt that something was wrong with Nicole in a n instant. He took a deep breath. "Babe..."
Nicole interrupted him and looked at the driver in front.
"Pull over."
The driver was Clayton's. He hesitated, not knowing what to do.
There was clearly nothing wrong when they came here. How did it suddenly change?
When Nicole saw that the driver had no intention of stopping, she immediately tried to open the door.
Clayton's face changed, and he immediately stopped her hand.
"Nicole..."
There was anxiousness in his tone.
He looked at the driver. "Stop the car."
The car slowly stopped at the side of the road, and Nicole got out without saying a word.
She did not know what she was angry about, but her heart was stuffy.
It was not because of Eric and Angie, but because Clayton was also involved in this matter.
Nicole never suspected him, but he hid it well.
Clayton naturally did not let Nicole leave like that and chased after her, standing in front of her.
"Wait, I'll tell you everything."
He was really scared. He was so scared that Nicole would look at him with such indifferent eyes.
It was like she did not know him.
He took a deep breath and could only tell her what he told Angie privately.
"I didn't want to hurt anyone. I just hoped that Angie wouldn't try anything with you, and I don't want her to step on you to contact Eric, so I provided her with a few ideas for her to pester Eric."
When Clayton saw Nicole standing there stoically, he was at a loss and panicked.
"Nicole, don’t give me the silent treatment. If you’re angry, you can hit me and scold me all you want."
When such a gentle person said such humble words, it was indeed quite pitiful.
Nicole pursed her lips as her heart wavered.
If it was just that, there was indeed nothing to be angry about.
She looked at him with a deep gaze. "Do you know what your mistake was?" "Yes."
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