The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)

Chapter 2 A Lesson

Nicole put away her phone. She suppressed the pain i n her heart and the burning sensation in her

body, then braced herself and took a taxi to the City Hall.

Time passed by the minute. Eric Ferguson called Nicole twice, but no one answered, so he refused to

call again.

Nicole sat on a bench looking very pale. An hour later, Eric walked over with a stern, expressionless NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

face as h e looked down at her with his cold gaze. 1

"What exactly are you dissatisfied with? I know that you've donated more blood this month, but I've

already compensated you."

"Let's just get a divorce..." Nicole lifted her head and met his cold gaze. Her voice was a little mute and

she no longer wanted to speak to Eric anymore.

They were never on the same page after all.

Nicole looked at the prominent features of the man in front of her. He was handsome and tall, which

made her fall head over heels for him, but he never once smiled at her.

In the past, she used to be cautious not to irritate him, but now when she saw his stern face, she felt

numb.

Eric looked at Nicole with a grim face. He could tolerate all of her requests or demands, but he needed

a reason.

'Does she genuinely think that she’s the only one who can donate blood?'

"Nicole, don't regret your decision."

"What I regret most is marrying you three years ago." Nicole smiled miserably. She finally thought it

through, and her mind could not be any clearer at this moment. 1

'I've suffered enough in this marriage with Eric Ferguson. Enough is enough!'

It was near the end of the day, so there were only a few people in line and they were the last couple.

Their three years of marriage ended so hastily, in a matter of minutes.

The moment Nicole held the divorce certificate, her heart trembled a little.

Eric did not say anything about wanting her to stay and did not even cast her a glance.

"Let's go to the hospital."

He still did not forget to use her one last time.

Nicole lifted her head slightly and suddenly laughed." Eric Ferguson, even if she dies in front of me in

the future, I won't waste another drop of blood on her."

Eric's eyes suddenly turned gloomy. "How could you curse Wendy like that when she’s sick? Don't

forget, the condition of our marriage back then is that you'll

donate blood at any time she needs it."

At that moment, Nicole just felt like her heart was stabbed. She was overwhelmed with pain.

'Right...I could only marry him because I have golden blood. I promised to donate my precious and rare

Rh-null blood to Wendy Quade whenever she needed it...'

Nicole's gaze flickered as she looked at him, but the man's eyes only had his usual indifference.

Her smile widened until she finally laughed with unbridled coldness.

'I should've understood long ago that to Eric Ferguson, I am just a lowly walking blood bank...'

"Eric Ferguson, I don't give a damn about being your wife! Don't worry, I’ll donate my blood to her one

last time and settle our accounts."

She smiled enigmatically, then glanced at Eric and turned to leave.

Eric’s eyebrows were slightly knitted. He felt inexplicably irritable. He felt that there was something not

quite the same with Nicole today, but h e could not describe the feeling. It was like she was out of his

control.

In their three years of marriage, he thought that he already knew her well. She was clingy and

persistent before they got married, but she became a meek and obedient wife after.

Recently, Wendy needed more blood transfusions. He felt guilty about it, but Nicole had never refused,

so he felt more relieved and thought of compensating her in other aspects.

Regardless of her initial intentions of marrying him, Nicole was a good wife. Nicole suddenly asking for

a divorce annoyed him, but it did not matter.

Eric's dark eyes deepened as he got rid of the irritation in his heart. 'Forget it, she’ll naturally come

back begging when she can't survive on her own.'

Before Eric could say anything, Nicole hailed a cab by the roadside and went to the hospital. She found

Wendy Quade’s VIP ward and pushed the door open.

A few doctors and nurses surrounded Wendy and asked attentively if the woman was feeling any

discomfort.

When Wendy saw Nicole, her eyes flickered and she immediately looked delighted.

"Nicole, you're finally here! You're not mad at me for always bothering you because of my poor health,

are you? I was worried that your body couldn’t take it."

Nicole strode over to her with a cold and gloomy gaze.

"You sent that text, right?"

She went straight to the point.

Before Wendy could answer her, Nicole slapped Wendy’s face viciously.

"Ah!" Wendy screamed and covered her cheek in shock, i