The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 287

Nicole lowered her eyelids and stroked Tigger, who was in her arms. She looked like she was done talking to him.

Even so, Eric refused to give up. 'How could I give up s o easily? I deserved that stab in the heart!'

Eric smiled miserably and made an effort to look warm.

He looked down and took out a photo he had been staring at countless times from his pocket. His fingertips were white from pinching it so hard.

Nicole had saved his life before, but she had never mentioned it.

Eric did not believe that she would really forget all those feelings she had for him.

His voice was magnetic and raspy as he said, "Nicole, I still owe you a life. You never told me that the person i n the photo was you."

If Eric had known that it was her, then he would not have ignored her existence in their marriage.

At the very least, he would not let their marriage come to such a disastrous end.

Nicole glanced at that photo. Her expression stiffened as she was stunned.

Her breath stalled for a moment. She subconsciously looked up and saw the deep guilt and remorse in Eric’s eyes. Suddenly, Nicole understood something.

The bottom of her heart turned cold.

'Turns out he feels that he owes me, huh?'

Nicole pursed her lips, withdrew her gaze, and said in a calm voice, "That's not me."

If that was the case, Nicole would rather not admit that it was her. That experience in Europe with the terrorist attack and underground fight club felt like a dream.

Nicole was glad to have met Eric, but she also regretted having met him.

Eric paused for a moment. His eyes were full of doubt a s he simply did not believe Nicole's words.

"Impossible, how can this not be you?"

'She's clearly lying! Why? Is it because she didn’t want to admit that she had known me long ago?'

Eric's heart felt like it had been gouged out as he took a painful gasp.

Nicole laughed lightly. Her eyes were cold and indifferent.

"Mr. Ferguson, you’re mistaken. I'm not the person that you're looking for. We've never met before we got married.”

Nicole did not want to admit to those memories that had long been buried, those carefully guarded hardships that belonged to her alone.

She did not want the little bit of dignity she had left to be trampled on at will.

Since she decided to let go, she would just throw away the past.

Eric's eager gaze cooled little by little. He looked at Nicole's distant gaze and felt like his heart was doused in a bucket of ice water, slowly cooling it to a freezing point.

If she did not want to admit it, he could not force her.

'It's okay if she doesn't admit it now... We have a long future ahead anyway...'

Eric kept the photo and looked at her gently.

"Okay. It doesn't matter if that's not you. Nicole, I mean it when I said that I want to be with you."