The Deserted Rich Beauty

Nicole subconsciously wanted to help Eric hold up the IV fluid.

The needle on his right hand was about to fall off.

Beads of blood were seeping out.

Eric's face was miserably pale, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line.

His eyes lit up for a moment when he saw her.

"Nicole, come in..."

He took a few steps backward and lay back down on the bed.

Nicole stood in the doorway and watched as Eric struggled to hang the IV fluid back in place, so she walked over to help him.

She looked down at him.

"Mr.Ferguson, how are you feeling?"

Eric's eyes flickered slightly as he smiled.

"Much better now.You didn’t catch a cold, right?"

Eric raised his eyes.

His face was pale, and his voice was still a bit raspy.

His gaze when Nicole looked at him was suffused with sadness.

It was quite pitiful.

"No.Nicole's heart trembled slightly.She walked to the chair opposite the bed and sat down as if nothing had happened.

soup and looked a

have to stay strong.Ms.Stanton knows what you did for her and was moved to tears.She's been trying to thank you for helping and is deeply impressed by your good intentions.It's hard not to fall for an excellent man

brows and looked at

swept away in an

winked at her so that she could cooperate and take care of the

Nicole pursed her lips.

Her eyes were full.

heard that you withdrew

"You're welcome."

Eric smiled lightly.

soup to Nicole and found an

looked at the bowl and stretched out

Nicole frowned slightly.

calm with a

at the usually cold and indifferent man who looked so vulnerable and helpless

softened all

he was only injured

should not be

held the bowl

was a spoon inside, so he could

already the greatest patience she

looked at her calmly and held up his

holes in it

hand was also

have any

had suffered a

silent for a few seconds.She took back

Nicole was going to feed him, he suddenly heard