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.

mellow, and extremely familiar. “Wendy Quade has been punished. I wonder if we can… Be

walked to Nicole’s side and looked at

the first time that Eric Ferguson had ever

would certainly be the talk of

guilty and sorry toward Nicole, so he wanted her

had been cleared. After finding out Wendy’s true character, Eric felt even more ashamed and remorseful

raised her eyebrows and spoke sarcastically, “I’m very picky about making friends. Mr. Ferguson, you

body stiffened for a

could hear the

friends, Nicole did not

much because of Wendy Quade, right? That without her,

Nicole’s lips hooked up

became stiff and gradually

the uncomfortable

voice was cold and deep as he asked Nicole. “ What

with Wendy Quade. Why am I worthless to her? Is there not even a chance of reconciliation between us?’

raised her eyebrows. The corners of her

What an irony!

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 my youth! Why am I obliged to bear the

monologue, and there was a chill in the bottom of

killed all her

wants me to feel grateful to him and get back together with him just because he

at him, then strutted away in