Clayton carefully touched Nicole's nose. His eyes were tender.
He was so heartbroken.
However, Nicole quickly forgot about the pain.
It no longer hurts in a few seconds.
The driver coughed in front.
"Miss, where should we go?"
Clayton and Nicole instantly parted. Only then did they realize that their distance just now seemed a little too close.
Nicole, who had always been alert, did not even realize that her safe distance had been shortened.
Her face felt a little warm as she bit her lower lip to calm herself down.
"Let’s go to the apartment."
Clayton smiled lightly when he heard this.
He did not dwell on her nose and answered her earlier question.
"Lil Michael was asleep, so I dropped by to pick you u p." "Did you really just drop by?"
Nicole was surprised. It was clearly the opposite direction.
"Yeah, it's on the way."
'Well, if he says so...' Nicole thought.
The driver interrupted on a rare occasion. "Mr. Sloan has been waiting in the car for two hours!"
The driver went out for a late-night snack, smoked two cigarettes, and came back to see that Clayton was still sitting there like an ice sculpture, unmoving.
This was the first time the driver saw such a man after all his years of experience.
Clayton Sloan obviously had a high net worth and matched Nicole in terms of social status. However, he was simply two extremes with Nicole's ex-husband, Eric Ferguson.
Nicole looked sideways at Clayton. "You dropped by for two hours?!"
Clayton smiled as he glanced at the driver. 'Thanks for the assist, bro!'
He looked at Nicole naturally and said, "It's never troublesome for me to pick you up."
Nicole held her breath for a moment. Fortunately, the car lights were dim. Otherwise, the redness of her ears could not be hidden.
'Sweet talk is indeed really pleasant to listen to!' Nicole thought.
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