Nicole Stanton And Eric Ferguson Novel Novels & Stories

"Is it because you don't know where Ms. Stella and Tanya have gone today?" Mason shrugged lazily. "We know. Eric Stewart is back from abroad. They went to pick him up from the airport." Who was Eric Stewart? He was the unattainable true love that both Stella and Tanya Grant wanted but couldn't have. I thought back to yesterday, when Mason and I first transmigrated into this book. We actually thought we would be living the carefree life of rich live-in sons-in-law from then on. But when we happily went to check out what the female leads looked like, we accidentally caught them on a video call with Eric.

Fiona looks at him, unimpressed by his stubborn demeanor, as he stands in front of her, dodging her stare and indicating the living room's exit with a visibly angry expression on his face. She looks him over with a sharp eyebrow, scoffing and folding her arms. "This is just ridiculous, and I honestly do not know why you are so stubborn. Why, then, the abrupt haughtiness?" Eric is forced to gaze at her in full shock that she is acting as though she has the right to do whatever it is that she is doing when she asks this question.

Nicole ordered arrogantly. “Don’t make me laugh.What job are you even talking about? You’re just a delivery man in a fried chicken restaurant” “I’ll take a leave for half a day and go to the hospital.Wait for me” Eric Ferguson closed his eyes, said,sighed and ended the conversation. Eric Ferguson was a married man whose dishonor is known throughout the city for being his wife’s lapdog. He lived with his wife’s family,the Shawns and was treated like a slave during his two years of marriage to Nicole Shawn.

Just those two words were enough to thicken the air in the room until it felt almost suffocating. Eric took one step forward, and the man in front of me seemed to physically shrink. “Stevan already explained the reason for his delay, and I found it perfectly understandable. There’s no need to continue this.” Eric lied without flinching. Surprise hit me hard—and, absurdly, a ridiculous urge to smile tugged at my lips. Understandable? This was the same man who had poured drink after drink into me until I could barely stand, then nearly dragged me into his bed the night before.

I banged the house door immediately I stepped in and paced around the room. *************** Third person's POV. It had been three days since Nicole and Emmet last saw after the park incident. She was still angry about the privacy invasion thing and felt Sophia used him as a means to get her again. She hadn't been herself even when Damon tried his possible best to cheer her up. Some part of her wanted the holiday to be over so she could return to New York and continue with her studies. Damon was at his favorite pizza shop, waiting for his girlfriend to arrive.

The Ferguson family could afford to support Ingrid for life, so Eric was only doing so because of his feelings for Nicole. Nicole finished her meal quickly and went to the office. Only Eric and Toto were left in Imperial Gardens. Toto looked at Eric with shining eyes and asked him excitedly, “Mr. Ferguson, did it go well last night?” At the mention of this, Eric could not even take another bite of his food. His gaze turned icy in an instant as he glared at Toto. He snorted coldly and wheeled himself back to the study. ...... Stanton Corporation.