The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1607

While Clayton was eating, Nicole sat on the side to read some documents.

Although Nicole was in the hospital, she has been gradually taking up more company affairs. Grant saw that Nicole had also recovered, so he spontaneously handed over some things to her without any lead time.

Nicole was unlike Clayton, who would rather be idle and read a book than worry about the company's affairs, even if he could eat and move.

After an afternoon nap, Nicole took Clayton for a walk i n the back garden. Clayton did some simple exercises that were good for recovery. He could be discharged from the hospital in a matter of days.

The small garden at the back of the private hospital was very neat, modern, artistic, and chic. It was very pleasing to the eye.

Clayton walked slowly and without assistance.

Nicole sat on a swing and looked up at him from time t o time. The two smiled at each other as if even the air was sweet.

None of them noticed that a tall man was standing outside the fence not far from the back door. The flowers on the fence shaded the man, who was skinny and was emanating a dense chill around his body.

He raised his eyelashes and looked straight at the scene inside. His eyes were dark, as if concealing the coldest evil spirit that made one shudder at the sight o fit.

Eric did not know how long he looked at them for. He felt like his heart was being stabbed and gouged out with something sharp. It was dripping blood all over the ground, and he felt like a walking corpse.

His fists were so tightly clenched that his veins were bulging. He was completely immersed in cold despondency.

Eric did not feel cold even as the cold wind blew on his body.

He looked into the distance and saw Clayton walking while Nicole was smiling. There was such a tacit understanding between the couple as if no one could get between them, and that they were the only two people left in this world.

Eric felt that he had made an outrageously wrong decision, the kind that was simply irrevocable.

It seemed that the moment he made the decision, when he was rejoicing for having mentally prevailed, h e was pronounced a death sentence.

Eric did not have to apologize because they simply did not need to hear it.

Everything Eric had done before without giving up was to salvage his failed marriage.