However, in an instant, Xander thought it over.
Xander turned to reveal a bright smile.
"Yes, Mr. Ferguson was thoughtful. I want to walk back by myself as well. I'll just consider it a little challenge for myself."
Then, he turned around and went into the water again.
Xander waded back into the water.
He did not look back, and his figure was desolate and firm.
Nicole hesitated to speak, but there really were not enough boats. If she contacted the people on the other side to deliver the boat, then it might take even more time.
No delays were allowed.
After thinking about it, she turned around and left.
Eric caught up with her in a few steps and pulled her hand, fiercely rubbing the fingers that Xander had touched.
He rubbed so hard that her hand turned red, looking extraordinarily piercing on the white and soft hand.
Nicole coldly drew her hand back, her gaze extremely light.
"Are you crazy?”
Eric's eyes grew bloodshot at some point, and his low voice restrained his emotions.
"Yes, so you're not allowed to talk to him."
Nicole was speechless and laughed coldly. "It doesn't matter what you say."
His heart trembled as his eyes dimmed.
Yes, he did not matter.
"Nicole, were you the one who put Xander on the show?"
No one had a connection to Xander except for her.
Nicole smiled faintly. "Yup...”
Was he angry?
Embarrassed?
Then he could just quit!
Eric's eyes quivered slightly. He stepped forward, closing their distance, and gently brushed the strands of hair on her forehead.
His voice was extremely cold.
"Looking at me isn't enough, so you need that counterfeit as well?"
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