The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 2187

“Ms. Stanton…”

“Madam…”

“Mommy…”

Countless voices reverberated in Nicole’s ears.

It was as if those voices were separated by a window, vaguely lingering in her ears.

Nicole fell into a coma due to her grief.

She wanted to be strong and face everything, but she dared not.

She was afraid that it was true, that something might have happened to Clayton.

If so, her life would forever lose its color.

After a long time, the voices finally quieted down.

She seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

This hiking trip felt like a thrilling dream.

There were no dead people, screams, earthquakes, or thick fog that covered everything as far as the eye could see.

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in the dark.

Doctors were coming and going from the room.

The tall man stood in front of the window and looked at the dark sky outside. When he turned back, he looked at the woman who was sleeping unsettlingly. Suddenly, he frowned slightly and felt a little worried.

He walked over, sat down, and looked at Nicole’s face patiently and meticulously. Every inch of her face looked so familiar.

He was greedy and unreconciled but forbearing.

Who said that to love someone was to let them go?

Who said that time was the cure for everything?

After being separated for such a long time, he did not feel any better, even if he tried his best to numb himself with endless work. He also tried to persuade himself that he should not be so selfish because Nicole would be in danger if she returned to him.

However, he could not help but think about her whenever he was free.

All he could think about was Nicole.

He finally managed to persuade himself to let go of her and that it did not matter as long as she was happy. He would just look at her from a distance all his life and be more open with her.

This was all he could give her, and it was what she wanted most.

He should respect her.

He could only watch her in silence when she was unconscious because he did not dare to show his emotions.

Someone opened the door, came in, and spoke softly as if they were afraid of disturbing the people inside.

“Sir, the Young Lady is awake.”

“Alright.”

The man lowered his voice, stood up, and walked out with light footsteps.

Nicole lay there and frowned tightly.

Although she could not hear clearly, was Clayton the one talking just now?

She thought, ‘He’s not dead! He’s still alive!’

All of a sudden, she felt elated.

Nicole was in a coma, and she struggled hard to wake up from the dream.

Meanwhile, Eric Ferguson quietly went to the next room.

He saw the little girl sitting on the pink princess bed, looking so soft and pretty, like a small replica of Nicole.

She was so beautiful that the world seemed to be better with her existence.

The little girl blinked her big eyes warily at the man who suddenly appeared. She pursed her lips and asked, “Who are you?”

Eric softened his expression, gently knelt on one knee by the bed, and looked at her with a smile.

“We’ve met before, Chatty. When you were young, you bumped into me at the club. Do you remember?”

Chatty frowned and recalled her short life with difficulty. In the end, she shook her head.

“I don’t remember.”

Eric laughed. He liked her more and more.

He was amused by Chatty’s expressions, and no one could dislike such a cute little girl.

Eric said in a soft tone, “It’s okay if you don’t remember. You were too young at the time, so you’ll remember later. I’m your mommy’s good friend.”

Chatty questioned him seriously.

“But my mommy or my daddy never mentioned you before. If you were her good friend, why didn’t you come to our house to play?”