The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1700

It was Eric. He was still unwilling to let go, so he chased after Nicole. She was clearly his, so how could he allow Clayton to take her away?

It was just one day. Why was she refusing to satisfy him?

A chill crossed Clayton's eyes. He smiled and slowly wound down the window.

Through the gap, Eric could not see anything but Clayton.

Clayton looked at Eric mockingly, making no secret of his disdain for him.

"Mr. Ferguson, keep those despicable thoughts to yourself and stop having ideas about my woman.”

"Your woman?"

Eric’s tone was cold and stern, and he gritted his teeth.

'Hmph! His woman? How ridiculous! Nicole is clearly mine!' Eric thought.

Clayton’s dark eyes fell on Eric. There seemed to be some pity.

"Eric, face the reality. You were the one who pushed away Nicole time and time again. You were the one who abandoned her. She didn’t do anything to wrong you and will never stay put just to wait for you."

"Clayton, save your cynical remarks. You stole her from me!"

Eric lowered his voice and growled.

His veins bulged on his forehead, showing how angry he was.

In his heart, there was also growing jealousy.

Eric was jealous of Clayton. Rather, he had been jealous of Clayton since the beginning.

He was just unwilling to believe that he lost to someone who popped out of nowhere. Eric was unwilling to believe that Nicole, who had always been devoted to him, would fall into the arms of another person.

What right did Clayton have to accuse their relationship?

In the backseat, Nicole was silent with a sullen face.

She did not say a word.

Clayton only glanced at her from the rearview mirror, and he felt relieved.

He smiled.

"Right, I stole her, so stop thinking about her. If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to show up in front of her again."

Then, Clayton raised the car window. "Drive."