The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 1027 Worthy of You

Clayton laughed, but it sounded a little miserable.

When he heard the sound of the door opening, he froze and looked up to see that Nicole had walked out in her bathrobe. Her hair was still wet. Nicole looked at him quietly. Her heart was full of distress.

She hated herself a little. 'Why did I say that I wanted to know these things? How could I make him recall the pain of the past all over again?' Nicole walked up to him step by step.

Looking up at Clayton, Nicole reached out and touched his face. Her tone was tinged with guilt.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have forced you to say this."

She knew that the truth would be shocking, but she did not expect it to be built on the first half of Clayton's unfortunate life.

Clayton's eyes were slightly red and bloodshot.

He raised his hands and took Nicole into his arms.

His embrace was tight, and Nicole felt her heart break as she listened to his heartbeat.

Her tears could not help but flow as she sobbed faintly.

"Clayton, how did you grow up so well?"

It was too easy for an illegitimate son to turn bad in that kind of lavish environment. There must be no shortage of people around him who wanted to make him fall into hell. However, Clayton did not fall. He did not rely on the power of the Sloan family.

He carved out a difficult path for himself with his own means, which allowed him and Michael to live a decent and honest life.

How did Clayton turn out so well?

Clayton's arms tightened around her as he buried his head in her shoulders. Those words seemed to cause the heaviness on his shoulders to suddenly dissipate. 'Right... How did I get through all that?'

Clayton had forgotten.

Quietly, he spoke.

"Maybe it's so I can stand here today and be someone worthy enough for you."

Nicole's existence made Clayton feel that his forbearance and struggle were meaningful.

She was so bright and never saw the filth of the world, always towering above it.

Clayton gradually longed to be close to her.

He wanted to stay with her until he died.

Nicole choked on a sob and touched his head, comforting him.

"Then stay by my side. Be good like this forever."

Her heart was breaking. Even if Clayton told her now that his tenderness was all an act, she would understand his suffering.

She would forgive him.

Clayton smiled. It was as if the dark clouds parted from his eyes and became as warm as spring.

He touched her hair. It was wet since she came out before drying it.

Clayton gently let her go. His gaze was full of joy.

"I'll help you dry your hair."

Nicole nodded, and Clayton went in to get a dry towel. He let her sit on the sofa and stood behind her.

He moved so gently that not a single strand of her hair was tugged.

"Nicole, you won't mention breaking up with me again, right?"

His voice was tinged with caution.

Nicole's heart trembled. She flashed him a smile.

"Not for the time being, but it'll depend on your performance in the future."

Clayton carefully and gently rubbed her hair and spoke in a low voice after a long while.

"Okay. I'll perform well."

Nicole smiled and blinked. She was so lucky to have met such a man.

After ten minutes, Clayton patiently wiped her hair over and over again and even slathered her hair with essential oil.

Although his movements were awkward, the process was not wrong.

Nicole opened her mouth, then sighed and pursed her lips.

"Clayton, if you're sad, hiding it in your heart isn't a good thing. You can tell me. I'll never shun you because you didn't do anything wrong..."