Luca looked at Nicole, who raised her eyebrows and nodded. Luca then went outside.
Eric and Nicole were left in the room.
The air was cold.
Nicole smiled. "Well, since you’re done eating, I’ll take out the empty bowl. Sleep early!"
She stood up frankly and prepared to leave.
Naturally, Nicole did not notice Eric's cold, stern eyes that had a hint of grievance which soon dissipated.
Everything seemed to be within reach, but Eric still could not catch her.
"Nicole..." His voice was raspy and weak.
Nicole paused and looked at him.
"Yes?"
"Why did you post that photo?"
Eric’s lips were pressed into a straight line. His eyes were as dark as ink.
Huge waves of emotions were hidden in those eyes.
He was waiting for an answer, yet he was afraid of it.
Nicole curled her lips and flipped her hair back. Her smile deepened.
"Because he's my new love..."
Nicole wanted to use this as an excuse to make Eric give up on her.
For a moment, Eric's face turned even whiter. The pain in his eyes was undisguised. He was devastated.
He felt like a huge rock was pressing on his chest. It was suffocating.
The corners of his eyes instantly turned red as he desperately tried to conceal the sorrow and grief inside.
His fists clenched up tightly, but he had no strength.
He did not even know what else he could do.
Nicole was free to do as she pleased. He was the one who gave her that freedom. He made his bed, so now h e has to lie in it. It felt bitter and hopeless.
The room was deadly quiet.
Nicole looked at him and said in a light voice, "We’ll each have this day. There will be new people in each o f our lives, so Mr. Ferguson, you should be mentally prepared."
Prepared to accept this new life.
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