The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 934 Why Him?

Eric's voice was low and raspy as if he was deliberately coaxing her, unknowingly drawing closer to her.

Nicole's eye twitched. She clearly felt that there was something wrong with Eric.

She subconsciously looked at Clayton beside her. At that moment, Clayton's warm and modest face was cold.

Noticing Nicole's reaction, Eric's face became even gloomier.

As expected....

Nicole smiled, her attitude somewhat detached. "The doctor didn't allow me to use my phone, and I forgot about it after I was discharged. Sorry."

Eric's face stiffened faintly. He knew that it was just a n excuse, but he had to believe it.

"It's okay. I'm relieved to see you standing well here."

The music started playing.

Eric's eyes flickered and he suddenly extended his hand. "May I have this dance?"

Nicole did not move. She looked at his extended hand silently and smiled.

The last time she danced with him, it was during a party they attended together after the divorce. Back then, her identity had not been exposed.

Things changed in the blink of an eye.

There was another person by her side now.

When she hesitated, another fair and slender hand also reached out in front of her. Clayton smiled gently. "I would like to ask Ms. Stanton for this dance as well." How could Clayton stand by and watch Eric steal his chance?

Eric's face turned dark in an instant as he looked at Clayton with gloomy eyes.

"Mr. Sloan, don't you know what 'first come, first serve' means?"

Clayton smiled and raised his brows very calmly. "I only know that I can't miss any opportunity."

The two men waited for Nicole's decision. No one cared about who came first.

Nicole did not waver and decisively chose Clayton.

Just as she was about to put her hand on Clayton's, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Eric looked at her with deep eyes. There was a lot of strength in his grip.

Nicole frowned and could not break free. Her hand hurt slightly.

"Mr. Ferguson..."

Clayton's expression darkened and he immediately pulled Eric's arm. "Mr. Ferguson, please have some respect!" Eric's face was extremely cold as he shrugged Clayton's hand off of him.

His rage poured out as if he had found an opportunity. "Get lost-"

Then, Eric dragged Nicole and headed out. "Let's talk!"

His endurance had reached its limit standing in front of them. Eric could not look at Clayton a moment longer.

He would not be able to resist bashing that damned man's head!

However, Nicole did not give Eric this chance. She flung his hand off in a large movement.

"Mr. Ferguson, I don't think I have anything to talk to you about."

Nicole never wavered when it came to emotions. She made everything clear from the beginning of the divorce.

What could she do when he kept pestering her?

Fortunately, the sound of the music drowned their voices. Otherwise, they would be at the center of attention.

Nicole had no intention to be the heroine of a melodramatic drama.

Eric froze slightly. His gaze darkened as he looked at her, and his breathing became ragged.

"Nicole, why him?"

Why did she choose him?

Nicole's tone was calm. "Because he's my boyfriend. Mr. Ferguson, I hope that you'll be more polite to him in the future."

Clayton's eyes flickered slightly when he looked at her. He did not expect Nicole to admit his identity so straightforwardly in front of Eric.

Even if she had tried to explain it vaguely instead, Clayton was already mentally prepared. However, she did not.

Boyfriend?

Clayton seemed to feel that the distance in their relationship was closing faster than expected.

Eric's face was already extremely cold and gloomy. His eyes were dark when he looked at Clayton.

"Boyfriend?"