Between Eric and Clayton, Nicole had unconsciously stood with the weaker side.
In the past few days, the blood donation brought up a lot of Nicole's unhappy memories.
Eric was the last person Nicole wanted to see at this time, but he came anyway.
He even came and beat up Clayton, the man who donated blood to her.
Nicole was impressed by her good cultivation and restraint. If not for her crippled leg, she would have kicked Eric to death at that moment.
She felt so frustrated because there was nowhere to vent her anger.
Eric lowered his head and stared at her for a few seconds. He then avoided her furious gaze.
He looked down at her leg that was in a cast with heartache.
His voice was low and husky as he answered her question.
"I came to see you, and I don’t need a reason to beat him up."
Eric was extremely arrogant.
Nicole almost passed out from anger.
This bastard's self-confidence was really out of control.
In the next second, Eric slowly bent his knee and knelt in front of Nicole. He stretched out his well-defined big hand and gently touched her right leg.
"Does it hurt?”
His voice seemed to carry an uncontainable heartache. His eyes were dim and heavy.
Nicole was silent and did not make a sound.
What nonsense!
Eric did not care about her ignorance and continued speaking. "It must be painful. When my leg was broken, it was so painful that I couldn't sleep. You probably feel the same way."
His words were like thin needles piercing her heart. It instantly evoked those things that he did for her.
Eric had also sacrificed himself to save her.
He almost lost his life for her.
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