I Want to Eat You
Nicole went to the balcony and dialed Eric’s phone while waiting for the ice.
Eric was clearly very surprised when he picked up
“Nicole? I was just about to call you. Our thoughts really are connected…”
“Eric Ferguson, does it feel good to hit someone? Why didn’t you hit yourself twice to satisfy that urge?”
Nicole gritted her teeth and lowered her voice. ‘Eric F*ckerson really deserves a scolding!
Eric was silent for a few seconds before h e spoke with a slightly cold voice. “He snitched on me?”
His tone was disdainful.
Nicole took a deep breath. “Did he havet o? Anyone with eyes would be able to see i t!”
Eric snorted coldly.
It was not even a fight. Clayton could not
even endure one punch?
“I’m telling you, if you dare to make a move on the people around me again, I won’t let you off!”
Nicole threatened him. ‘Did he think he’s the only one who could hit others? He’s too arrogant and
conceited!
She ruthlessly hung up the phone without waiting for Eric to explain.
Mitchell, who was standing next to Eric, heard the conversation clearly.
Sure enough, Clayton’s trip here was to use an injury to gain sympathy from Nicole.
How could Eric be his match?
Someone outside rang the doorbell.
Nicole took a look. It was the Stanton family doctors, so she hurriedly opened the door to let them in.
It was a man and a woman. She was acquainted with them both.
“Ms. Stanton, where’s the patient?”
Nicole pointed at the bedroom, and the
two walked in one after another,
She went back to the kitchen to get the ice,
Just as she wrapped it into a compress, the doctors came out.
“How is he?”
The male doctor said, “We just gave him medicine to bring his fever down, so it should take effect in an
hour. As for the injuries on his face…”
The female doctor hesitated. “I have some salve here. It’ll take at least two to three days for the traces to
completely disappear.
Nicole sighed in relief. “Thank you.”
She took the salve and sent the doctors away before going inside with the ice.
Clayton was already sitting there. He looked like he was a little breathless.
Nicole handed him the ice compress.
Clayton did not raise his hand. He looked at her deeply as his chin lifted slightly, indicating that he did not
want to do it himself.
She immediately understood what he meant.
Since he was sick, she did not refuse.
Nicole sat next to him. The calm and faint fragrance of the man wafted over, making her momentarily
dazed.
She gently pressed the compress on his face, massaging the red and swollen part.
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