The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Chapter 2313 Save Her

Malcolm parked the car on the side of the road slowly and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Dr. King, I'm Clayton Sloan. We met earlier."

"I know. Mr. Sloan, what can I do for you?”

His tone was patient and calm like the way he treated every patient.

After ten seconds of silence, Clayton replied in a hoarse and deep voice. Clayton seemed to have mustered all his courage, and he choked up.

"I discovered that Nicole has suicidal intent. Please save her!"

Clayton felt like a dense pain in his bones.

Nicole was not as brave and strong as he imagined.

During the days he disappeared, Nicole also wanted to perish with him.

Before they got married, Clayton knew that Nicole did not love him as much as he loved her. Thus, he exhausted all methods to marry her and felt blessed that his wish came true.

He felt that it was good for her not to love him that much so that she would not be too sad if anything happened to him.

However, he expected too much, and it was difficult to express it.

Now that he saw that she was suffering, he found that her mental trauma from that incident was more serious than his physical injures.

Clayton felt that he was absurd for ignoring the opportunities presented to him time and time again.

He pushed her away repeatedly because of his ridiculous self-esteem.

Every time he did that, he was hurting her.

Those scars were bloody and shocking. It made it extremely difficult for him to breathe.

Clayton did not dare to recall those memories.

He was afraid that he could not control himself. He was so annoyed at himself that he felt like slapping himself a few times. How dare he underestimate her love for him?

The pampered Miss Stanton, who was loved by everyone, loved him so much.She loved him so much that she could sacrifice herself.

felt like the luckiest

knee and closed his eyes. The veins on his neck bulged, and

look, the corners of his eyes were moist. Clayton was trying

soft and gentle over the phone. However, the words

started to take sleeping aids. Later, I diagnosed her with depression and prescribed antidepressants to her. I think she may be punishing herself, and I'm not sure if she’s taking the medicine on time. Fortunately, she could control

"You are her medicine...”

if it was blocked

his temples. The sadness on his face

‘If I'd known

was a pity that

returned to the ward. He washed the towel again and wiped

would not move. She would not go crazy when she was

she was sleeping, Clayton could look at

not want to leave

gradually, and

dimmed the lights and sat there, completely ignoring the throbbing

was nothing

planned to sit there until dawn. He wanted to tell her how he felt about her the moment she

she could accept him, they could return to the

that thought,

a

was almost dawn, his phone

muted his phone immediately. Just by looking at the number, Clayton knew that it was

quietly left the room, and called

"Chatty?"

voice was hoarse

Chatty wept softly.

back last night. You didn't come back either. Are

not cry hysterically, but that

a tantrum in the morning, was always obedient. She called

Clayton's heart softened.

so that he could run

didn't abandon you. Mommy is with me, and

still sad, did not know

just kept weeping

he said, "Chatty, you're awake? Why are you crying? If you cry, I'll

conversation between the two children gave