After hanging up the phone, Kai looked at Eric with a hostile gaze.
"What are you doing here? No one’s here to help you now!"
Before this, Eric relied on his army buddies to carry Kai, who refused to budge, out of the way. It was simply bullying, and Kai felt humiliated.
Eric's gaze was dark. "I'll contact my friend who's a psychiatrist."
The psychiatrist who Eric recommended was probably great, but Kai immediately refused.
"No need for that. Grant will get it sorted, so you don’t need to worry about it."
Eric wanted to say something else, but Maverick also agreed with Kai and politely refused Eric’s offer.
After all, a psychiatrist would get into one’s privacy and weaknesses, and Nicole must not want her weaknesses to be seen by Eric or his friends.
Late at night.
Kai was resting on the sofa outside Nicole’s room.
Eric sat by Nicole’s bed and quietly looked at her face that kept changing in her sleep, which was sometimes nervous, scared, or calm.
He did not feel sleepy at all, only heartbroken.
Nicole put up such a strong front, but it was clear that she was traumatized and suffering.
The night was still. Suddenly, Nicole grunted and opened her eyes in a daze.
She murmured, "Water..."
Soon, a cup of warm water was handed to her with a straw placed right at her lips.
Nicole quenched her thirst and became somewhat conscious.
She saw Eric and opened her mouth to speak. Eric gently moved closer to hear what she was trying to say.
"Eric..."
She called his name.
Eric’s heart rippled softly. It felt warm and soft.
She had not called his name for a long time.
"Nicole, what do you need?"
In the late-night darkness, his voice sounded so gentle.
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