The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 2187 He Died

“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.

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.

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

He should respect her.

she was unconscious because he did not dare

door, came in, and spoke softly as if they were

Young

“Alright.”

voice, stood up, and walked out

there

clearly, was Clayton the one talking just

‘He’s not dead! He’s

a sudden,

she struggled

Ferguson quietly went

pink princess bed, looking so soft and

so beautiful that the world

blinked her big eyes warily at the man who suddenly appeared. She pursed her lips and asked, “Who

gently knelt on one knee by the bed, and looked at her with

before, Chatty. When you were young, you bumped into

her short life with difficulty.

“I don’t remember.”

liked her more

Chatty’s expressions, and no one could

if you don’t remember. You were too young at the time, so you’ll remember later. I’m your mommy’s good

Chatty questioned him seriously.

never mentioned you before. If you were her good friend, why didn’t

Eric froze and smiled.

I was

not interested in

the unfamiliar environment and said in a baby voice, “Where’s Daddy and Mommy? And

fine. Your mommy fainted, so she’s resting here. I thought you should be

twists and turns. She pursed her lips

as she slid off the

the end,

shouldn’t disturb her. If you need

“I want Daddy!”

little girl

There was an indistinct emotion in

be coming

still did not

it and wanted to look for her mother, but she did not want to talk to this

and lifted the

“I’m going to sleep...”

“Okay.

kid to be so good-tempered

that she was going to cry