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.

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

and looked at her

Eric Ferguson had ever taken the initiative to make friends

would certainly be the talk of the town if word got

Nicole, so he wanted her to at

misunderstanding had been cleared. After finding

and spoke sarcastically, “I’m very picky about making friends. Mr. Ferguson, you don’t meet my standards

stiffened for a

the rejection in Nicole’s

did not even want to

me that you think I only hate you so much because of Wendy Quade, right? That without her, I’ll accept and forgive

hooked

became stiff and gradually

uncomfortable

was cold and deep as he asked Nicole. “

Quade. Why

her eyebrows. The corners of her lips still

What an irony!

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

time she finished her monologue, and there was a chill

all her passion and affection with

get back together with him just because he said he had nothing to do with Wendy Quade? Dream

at him, then strutted away in her