The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Chapter 2 A Lesson

Nicole put away her phone. She suppressed the pain in her heart and
the burning sensation in her body then braced herself and took a taxi
to the City Hall.
Time passed by the minute. Eric Ferguson called Nicole twice, but no
one answered, so he refused to call again.

Nicole sat on a bench looking very pale. An hour later, Eric walked over
with a stern, expressionless face as he looked down at her with his cold
gaze.
“What exactly are you dissatisfied with? I know that you’ve donated
more blood this month, but I’ve already compensated you.”
“Let’s just get a divorce…” Nicole lifted her head and met his cold gaze.
Her voice was a little mute and she no longer wanted to speak to Eric
anymore.

They were never on the same page after all.
Nicole looked at the prominent features of the man in front of her. He
was handsome and tall, which made her fall head over heels for him,
but he never once smiled at her.
In the past, she used to be cautious not to irritate him, but now when
she saw his stern face, she felt numb.

Eric looked at Nicole with a grim face. He could tolerate all of her
requests or demands, but he needed a reason.
‘Does she genuinely think that she’s the only one who can donate

three years ago.” Nicole smiled miserably. She finally thought it through, and her mind could not be any clearer at this moment. ‘I’ve suffered enough in this marriage with Eric

of the day, so there were only a few people in line and they were the last couple. Their three years of marriage ended so hastily, in a matter of minutes. The moment Nicole held the divorce certificate, her

anything about wanting her to stay and did not even cast her a glance. “Let’s go to the hospital.” He still did not forget to use her one last time. Nicole lifted her head slightly and suddenly laughed. “Eric Ferguson, even if she dies in front of me in the future, I won’t waste

“How could you curse Wendy like that when she’s sick? Don’t forget, the condition of our marriage back then is that you’ll donate blood at any

promised to donate my precious and rare Rh-null blood to Wendy Quade whenever she needed it…’ Nicole’s gaze flickered as she looked at him, but the man’s eyes only had his usual indifference.

“Eric Ferguson, I don’t give a damn about being your wife! Don’t worry, I’ll donate my blood to her one last time and settle our accounts.” She smiled enigmatically, then glanced at Eric and

quite the same with Nicole today, but he could not describe the feeling. It was like she was out of his control. In their three years