The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 866

Every time Nicole mentioned their three years of marriage, Eric's heart would be weighed down by a boulder, making him unable to breathe.

It seemed like it was useless no matter what he did.

Eric knew very well that during those three years, he was the only person in her mind. He was like the sun and air to her.

However, he failed to give her the love she wanted, so she disappeared.

Sometimes, Eric could not help but think that if he had been kinder to her, if he had not forced her to donate her blood to Wendy Quade, if he had not ignored her pain, would they not have a different ending now?

A painful look appeared on his clear and cold face, and even his smile became bitter.

"Nicole, you're always stabbing me in the heart. You know very well that I wouldn't do that.”

He approached her, his dark eyes pure and deep. His throat bobbed as he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I will never do anything that you don’t like."

Nicole avoided the compelling coldness around him a s well as his gaze.

What did he want?

"There's nothing you do that I like..." Nicole wrapped her arms around herself.

Eric’s face stiffened and his dark eyes deepened.

She coughed and suddenly glanced at the drawer.

Walking over, she took out a thick stack of banknotes. She thought about it and pulled two out.

"This is payment. After all, you ended up sleeping all night with me..."

She stuffed the notes into his shirt pocket and threw the rest of the money on the table before casually turning around to go out.

Eric's expression instantly darkened.

How infuriating!

Who would dare to treat him like this?

It was the same as humiliating him! 1

He took a deep breath. His chest was heaving. His face was tense, cold, and deep.

The angrier he was, the more helpless he felt.

He watched her go to the living room to drink water.

Forcefully suppressing all the emotions, he eased his expression and gritted his teeth in a smile.