Eric’s words were extremely humble and even a bit pitiful.
If Nicole heard these words two years ago, she would have been ecstatic, but now, it just sounded ridiculous.
She raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. Finally, she could confirm that she no longer had any feelings for him. 1
Then, she spoke in a clear and cold tone.
"That's because I don't want to regret wasting my feelings twice on the same man. That's just worthless."
Eric's pupils shrank fiercely. Even his heart twitched, which gave off a piercing pain. 1
His hard, cold face was slightly stagnant. The watch o n his wrist reflected a cold glint.
In the next second, Eric lowered his head and ruthlessly rushed to kiss Nicole on the lips.
It was as if he no longer cared for who Nicole liked.
Nicole must be his and she could only be his.
However, Nicole subconsciously tilted her head, so his kisses were dense and suffocating as they landed on the side of her face.
Nicole used all her strength to resist, but a man’s strength was naturally dominant.
Even though Nicole had some martial arts skills, those were useless in front of Eric.
His aura was cold, hard, and strong. He was stern as h e forcibly confined her under his body. He wanted her to remember him forever.
Nicole was furious and anxious. She did not expect Eric to be such a rogue here.
She felt bouts of chill all over her body.
Suddenly, a strong wind passed by.
Eric let out a muffled grunt, and his body involuntarily fell to the side.
However, Eric let go of his hand in time to let Nicole stand on her own while he stumbled two steps back before he could stand firm.
His eyes were bloodshot when Eric raised his head.
When he saw the person standing in front of him, the sharpness in his eyes had a bloodthirsty intent.
Clayton stood there looking elegant but cold, with an extremely glum face.
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