The Divorced Billionaire Heiress novel Chapter 440

Chapter 440 Push You Back

Eric finally got his wish for Nicole to push him around the banks of the Seine..

Do Nicole was purely enjoying the scenery and did not really want to listen to Toto’s annoying chatter.

After getting rid of the others, Eric’s expression eased significantly. In front of them, a fit, tattooed man was busking with a violin.

He was very immersed in the music and had a crowd gathered around him.

If the sound of the violin was elegant and delicate, accompanied by the soft flow of the river, this scene would be very impressive.

However, the busker was an amateur violin player. It sounded like an old woman wailing and was very harsh to the ears. Nicole unknowingly walked over and stopped.

Eric listened for a while without an expression a When the song ended, the crowd breathed a sigh of relief and finally dispersed.

asigur onene and many asperscu. The busker saw the wheelchair-bound man and the beautiful lady pushing the wheelchair and looked at her with regret and sympathy He looked like it was a loss for Nicole to be with Eric.

Eric frowned in thought. The busker asked, “Do you understand my music?” ‘If you don’t understand, leave! The busker was judging Eric. Except for his good looks, Eric was useless in every aspect, especially his legs.

Before Nicole could turn around, Eric felt tense and gripped the armrest of the wheelchair. “Don’t!” SIC He suddenly felt like he was being played, but he would just let it go since it was Nicole.

She could make fun of him whenever she wanted SO “Let’s not go back there… Look how beautiful this river is! Don’t you think it’s like a diamond necklace?” ‘If it weren’t for my physical disability right now, I wouldn’t be scared! What a joke!’ Eric thought.

Nicole sneered. ‘Haha… Wimp!’ The two of them strolled to the middle of Tiana… WIM The two of them strolled to the middle of a small bridge. The atmosphere was very romantic and quiet with an intoxicating peace that this moment brought them. Eric looked at Nicole, who was leaning on the bridge with her elbows.

Her side profile was so smooth and delicate. Her eyes were bright, and the corners of her lips curled up. She was a sight to behold. He smiled and suddenly wanted to say what he had never told her before. “Compared to you, anyone who plays the violin is garbage.