The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss Chapter 1815

Tell Him To Stop Dreaming

Mitchell’s body stiffened. He nodded slightly, then glanced at the door of the ward before he silently
turned around to leave. He did not take out the small box in his pocket. Eric told him to pass it on. Why
bother? Would a gift make everything better? Or was it just to let Nicole know that Eric was still thinking
about her? Mitchell sighed and could not help but quicken his pace.

Clayton took a short nap at home. When h e opened his eyes, it was already late at night. He looked at
the empty room and the dark sky outside. He could not help but be lost in thought for a moment. It was
as if in the next second, Nicole would come in from the living room with a smile as she leaned next to
him and asked him. “Are you hungry?” Clayton’s chest tightened. His breathing felt heavy.

He grabbed his phone and went to the hospital. On the way there, he received a call from his assistant.
“Mr. Sloan, there are several projects that are suspended. Should we continue to make investments?
Right now, most people are having a wait-and-see attitude.

This is an opportunity, but there are also risks…” Clayton wrinkled his brow and listened until the end.
His voice was hoarse as he said, “Although these are unstable, it’s very promising.”

It was simple and clear. In the end, Clayton added, “You can just see to it.” The assistant replied, “Also,
Young Master said that he couldn’t reach you. H e wants to go home, but the school needs your
permission.” A trace of fatigue flashed across Clayton’s face.

His voice was slightly cold. “Let him stay in school. If he really can’t stand it, you can take him out for a
day before sending him back. Don’t bring him to the hospital. I don’t want him to disturb Nicole.” After
that, Clayton hung up the phone.



The assistant was speechless. Soon, Clayton arrived at the hospital. That floor upstairs was very quiet.
Before Clayton got to the ward, he paused in his footsteps. He took a deep breath to make his face
look less glum. **************** Clayton forced himself to smile but with little success.

He really was not in the mood. When Clayton first started his own business and faced all those dangers
and traps, he did not even feel so scared. Nicole was truly everything to him. As Clayton gradually
approached the ward, his heart grew heavier. He could not even bring himself to fake it.

Forget it. He was already so sad, so it was pointless to pretend. However, when he walked to the door
and saw through the glass, his body became stiff. The bed was empty. No one was there. Nicole was
gone. In an instant, Clayton’s mind went blank.

He panicked for a moment. ************ Clayton hurriedly shouted for the doctor. Unfortunately, there
was no response. Clayton was about to run to the office when he suddenly turned a corner and
bumped into a soft body.

He subconsciously held the person’s thin waist. That familiar delicate feeling made it so that he could
not believe the person n his arms was Nicole. i The shock and panic in his eyes were intertwined and
had not yet dissipated. His hands were trembling a little.

He did not dare to believe it, but he was also hopeful. When Clayton looked down, he met Nicole’s
confused eyes, as if she did not recognize the person in front of her. Clayton’s face was pale. He was
emotional and nervous.

He looked at Nicole carefully and gently xa placed one hand on her face. His voice was hoarse as he
said, “Wifey, you’re finally awake?” Clayton would only call her this when they were extremely intimate.
He felt that this address was too rare, so this memory became extra valuable.



Nicole was his wife. Nicole blinked, pursed her lips, then lowered her eyes. She sounded puzzled.
“Who are you? Did you mistake me for someone else?” Clayton’s body stiffened. His pupils suddenly
shrank.

Nicole tilted her head to look at him again. She then lowered her head quickly and said, “I don’t know
you, so don’t hit o n me. Don’t think that you can make a move on me just because you’re good-
looking. My brothers won’t let you off the hook!”


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