The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The divorced billionaire heiress Chapter 143

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress chapter 143

Eric Ferguson sounded shocked.

He could not believe what he was seeing.

The tragic and shocking image in front of him seemed worlds apart from the elegant and noble Nicole.

‘Who caused all this?! ‘ Eric thought.

Although he knew at a glance, he was unwilling to believe that the gentle and demure Nicole in his impression could be so crazy.

“Mr. Ferguson, are you blind? Didn’t you just see it all?“

Nicole was not bothered to explain. She turned around and wanted to leave.

She had nothing to say to him.

Eric quickly stepped forward and blocked her. He looked at her with a cold and sunken face.

“I ‘ve just explained that I have no relationship with Wendy Quade.“

He thought that Nicole was angry because of his relationship with Wendy.

‘Is she jealous? It must be.’ Eric thought.

Although what Nicole did was a bit overboard, Eric was inexplicably a little happy?

Hearing this, Nicole unconsciously laughed coldly.

She had a playful smile on her face.

her eyes nonchalantly and looked at Eric. Her tone

did this

and his

“Or what?“

eyebrows, gave him

think you’d better go to a psychiatrist to get yourself tested

face sank and his eyes

turned around and pulled open the car door to get into

lowered the car window and threw out

on the gas pedal

glance at the people behind and left just like

really made for each other!’

the file with a glum face. When he turned to the first page, his pupils suddenly

eyes were deadly

him instantly dropped to the

photo showed Wendy and a tall and thin man

night, that car, that

scene vividly when he closed his

to think, he knew

holding was the evidence of

returning the favor? I won’t be surprised if Wendy was killed. Wendy wasn’t innocent at all! She

a heavy gloom between his brows. His face was

had never felt so heavy since

heart just felt like it was smashed with a sledgehammer, making

do this because of jealousy. She did this because of the

and felt a wave

that day, then that would have been the day of Nicole’s

pants at his feet. “No… It’s not me… Help

was lying there looking incomparably wretched.

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