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.

all he could give her, and it was what she

He should respect her.

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

in, and spoke softly as if they

the Young Lady is

“Alright.”

his voice, stood up,

there and

clearly, was Clayton

dead! He’s still alive!

of a sudden, she felt

she struggled hard to wake up from

went to the next

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

was so beautiful that the world seemed to

man who suddenly appeared. She pursed her lips and asked, “Who

by the bed, and looked at

young, you bumped into

with difficulty. In the

“I don’t remember.”

laughed. He liked

and no one could dislike

a soft tone, “It’s okay if you don’t remember. You were too young

Chatty questioned him seriously.

daddy never mentioned you before. If you were

Eric froze and smiled.

because I was

not interested in his

unfamiliar environment and said in a baby voice, “Where’s Daddy

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

did not understand his twists and turns. She pursed her lips a little anxiously

said as she slid

the end, Eric stopped

awake yet, so you shouldn’t disturb her.

“I want Daddy!”

girl said

tightened. There was an

be coming

blinked. She still did not understand

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

her lips and lifted the quilt

“I’m going to sleep...”

nodded. “Okay. Go to

did not expect this kid to be

she was going to cry secretly under the