The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress chapter 149

Nicole snickered from the side and thought, ‘What a great show today! Simply wonderful!’

Only, she was not in the mood to watch this performance any longer.

It was a waste of time to continue watching another second of it.

Nicole looked at Yvette and said, “Let’s go somewhere else. Seeing these irritating fools really affects my mood.“

The only person she did not want to see was Eric Ferguson.

Yvette knew what Nicole was thinking. She was originally regretting her decision of bringing Nicole here, but as soon as she heard Nicole’s proposal, she immediately nodded her head in agreement.

Nicole took her purse, turned on her heels, and strutted out of the venue.

She did not care about all those prying eyes who were watching the drama.

‘They can just keep watching Eric’s performance!’ Nicole thought.

Yvette went to get the car while Nicole waited at the entrance.

Nicole was looking down at her toes. The night breeze was slightly chilly.

Suddenly, she heard the familiar sound of heavy footsteps, but she did not turn around.

mellow, and extremely familiar. “Wendy Quade has been punished. I wonder if

to Nicole’s side and looked

the first time that Eric Ferguson had ever taken the initiative to make friends

the talk of the town if word

toward Nicole, so he wanted her to at least give

misunderstanding had been cleared. After finding out Wendy’s true character,

eyes to glance sideways at him. She raised her eyebrows and spoke sarcastically, “I’m very picky about making friends. Mr. Ferguson, you don’t meet my standards of

stiffened

hear the rejection in

did not

me that you think I only hate you so much because of Wendy Quade, right? That

hooked up into a

became stiff and gradually

suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in

deep as he asked Nicole. “ What do

to do with Wendy Quade. Why am I worthless to

The corners of her lips still had a cold

What an irony!

horrible person. While you were married, you didn’t hesitate to hurt your wife in exchange for someone else’s girlfriend’s happiness. How did you even manage to do that? Is it just to show your high morals? Don’t even talk to me about friendship. What do I care? I was the one who donated blood. I was the one who was slandered and defamed. I was the one who wasted three years of my youth! Why am I obliged to bear the consequences

by the time she finished her monologue, and there was a chill in the bottom of

killed all her passion

him just because he said he had nothing

looking at him, then strutted away in