The Divorced Billionaire Heiress chapter 133
When the word “ex-wife “ came out of his mouth, Eric Ferguson felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
He could not describe that discomfort.
“Which house do you like? I ‘ll buy it for you,“ Eric said.
Back then at the Share Fashion Show, Nicole had willfully asked Kai for a yacht. That scene was extraordinarily piercing to Eric’s eyes.
Eric recalled that he had never given Nicole any gift before.
If Nicole could accept his gift now, he might feel a lot better about himself.
Nicole let out a light laugh like she had heard some kind of joke.
However, there was no emotion in her eyes. “Buy it for me? Mr. Ferguson, you’re really
generous. Are you always so generous to your ex?“
Eric frowned slightly and was just about to speak, but Nicole did not give him the chance to. “You said so yourself that I’m your ‘ex-wife’. That means we no longer have anything to do with each other and I have no reason to accept your gift, lest your family tries to sling mud at me again saying that I’m a gold digger.“
Nicole looked at the sales manager on the side. “I ‘ll pay by card in full.“
She did not want to owe Eric Ferguson anything, especially for such a small amount of money.
Nicole did not want to touch the Ferguson family’s money at all.
The sales manager was torn as she looked at Eric, whose brow furrowed deeper. She was eager to get this commission, but would the boss allow it?
Mitchell, who was standing at the back, gave the sales manager a look, so the manager had a good sense to leave immediately.
Eric was just about to speak when his phone suddenly rang. He frowned and picked it up. The other party spoke urgently.
“Ferg! Wendy got into a car accident and lost too much blood! She’s in the hospital now…“
Since they were in proximity to each other, Nicole could hear the conversation clearly.
Regardless of the time, that name always made her alert.
Eric frowned and was stunned. His face was shrouded in a layer of annoyance and anxiety.
“Got it. I’ll be right there.“
He immediately hung up the phone and looked at Nicole with his dark eyes. “She just got into a car accident…“
Eric knew that Nicole must have heard it. Nicole smiled as if nothing had happened and sneered.
“Mr. Ferguson, your Iris really so low. Is Ms. Quade a cat with nine lives? She can’t even die after so many times, but as soon as you’re there, she’s alive and kicking?“
Eric’s face stiffened. His eyes instantly deepened and his brows knitted.
His chest also tightened.
“Luckily, I didn’t accept your ‘gift’. Otherwise, I ‘ll have to donate blood to that woman. You should leave that house to Ms. Quade instead and pray that she lives well so that you won’t be widowed before you even get married…“ Nicole said with gritted teeth, then turned to the sales manager.
Eric stared at her back. His face was taut and extremely glum.
“President, we should get going…“ Mitchell had also received a call from the hospital.
At the hospital.
Keith Ludwig stood at the door of the ward while Ingrid Ferguson shrank into a corner, shivering in fear.
“What’s going on?“ Eric’s voice was cold. Keith pointed at Ingrid. “Get her to explain.“
Ingrid was so scared that she cried. Under Eric’s intimidating gaze, she finally could not help but shout, “It has nothing to do with me! It’s all because of that b*tch Nicole! She forced her! “
Eric’s eyes were cold. “What’s this nonsense?“
He had just been with Nicole, who had no knowledge of this matter, so how could Nicole have any connection to Wendy’s car accident?
Eric did not believe a word of what Ingrid said.
Ingrid cried and said, “It’s true! Wendy said that Nicole only hates our family so much because of her, so as long as she dies, Nicole won’t find fault with us anymore. That’s why she rushed out to the middle of the road. Isn’t this being forced by Nicole?”