Chapter 346 It’s My Fault
When Nicole woke up again, she was surrounded by the smell of disinfectant.
It turned out that she was in the hospital.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
In her dream, she thought that she was still free-falling on the bungee rope, falling, bouncing, and falling
again…
The repeated weightlessness made her body tremble and tense with panic,
A warm towel wiped her forehead for her. Nicole looked to the side. When she saw
the person clearly, her face instantly turned glum.
“Why haven’t you left yet?”
Eric replied, “Mm, it’s my fault…”
His voice was low and raspy, he sounded
endlessly remorseful.
Even when Nicole was unconscious, she seemed to be having nightmares because she was constantly
sweating while she chanted, “Don’t push me…”
It was all his fault!
He did not expect that Nicole would get so scared.
If he had known this would happen, he would not have pulled her down with him. He would rather jump
down a hundred times himself.
Nicole looked away and dodged his towel.
Just when she wanted to yell at him to leave, Demi and her driver appeared.
“Ms. Stanton, you’re awake?”
Demi held a thermos in her hand and skillfully poured out a bowl of soup.
“It’s to calm your nerves. Have some…”
Nicole took it and smelled it. It was very
fragrant, which made her stomach rumble. She then took a few sips and put the bowl down.
Eric took her bowl and wanted to clean up for her.
However, Demi could not imagine Eric cleaning and quickly took it from him.
“Mr. Ferguson, I’ll do it. You can get
some rest.”
Nicole shot a dull look at Eric. “Aren’t you a very busy person? Can you leave?”
Eric’s lips pressed into a straight line. His eyes darkened slightly.
“I won’t bother you.”
“You’re already bothering me by being in this room.”
Nicole unceremoniously chased him away.
Eric fell silent, stood up, and left.
Demi looked at Nicole’s fierce face and
sighed.
“Ms. Stanton, don’t be angry. Mr. Ferguson was the one who carried you all the way to the hospital…”
“What?”
Demi explained, “The emergency vehicle lacked the necessary instruments, and the tires punctured
when we left. Mr. Ferguson was so anxious that he carried you and ran down the hill…”
Nicole was stunned and stared out into the distance, lost in thought.
It seems that I can’t even be angry at him!
“Also, when you fainted, you’ve been holding onto him, refusing to let go. You didn’t notice that you’ve
been holding his sleeve the whole time? As soon as he moved away, you’ll cry, so he didn’t dare to leave
and has been by your side this time. Mr. Ferguson also had someone
send over this soup…”
Nicole was a little frustrated with herself. Why am I so humiliating when I’m unconscious?!
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