The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

He dragged Eric into the room and said, "Aren't you just tormenting yourself? He's back, so it's normal for them to

be intimate. If you want, I can complain to the bar owner to pay attention to such public displays of intimacy in the

future.”

Eric glanced at him indifferently and sat inside the booth.

He put his elbows on his legs and looked dejected.

"Forget it. If she's happy, so am I.”

Eric pressed the space between his brows to cover up his frustration and sadness.

Keith shook his head. "By the way, what happened to your mother?"

Eric raised his eyebrows. "She insists on coming back saying that she's uncomfortable living abroad."

"I guess she just feels lonely. Why don't you send her to be with your father?"

Eric's eyes turned cold.

'The two of them were separated a long time ago. They didn't get a divorce because my grandfather didn't allow

them to, and there's no need to get one now."

Keith opened his mouth but did not speak.

He was about to find out about the secrets of the Ferguson family and wondered why Eric would say such things so

casually.

Keith smiled and handed him a cigarette again.

"It's good that she’s back. At least, you'll have someone waiting for you when you get home. Anyway, you don't

have a conflict with her now, so it's also a win-win situation to let her take care of your son, right?"

The corners of Eric's mouth twitched. He was cold and desolate, and he did not make a sound.

Although Quinn said she missed her grandson, Eric knew that Quinn was not a simple old lady who would stay at

home to take care of her grandchildren.

Quinn just wanted to take advantage of the situation to come back to Atlanta, then slowly find an opportunity to get

Ingrid back.

Eric glanced at Keith indifferently. The cigarette ash fell on his hand, but he remained indifferent.

"How does one pursue a woman? I've only chased that one woman in my life, but I failed. I had several

opportunities, but I failed utterly."

After a long time, Keith said slowly, "Ferg, you know my story. I didn't have to chase any woman in the past, and I

only managed to get my wife back after almost losing my life. I don't dare to repeat the same mistakes again. If it

weren’t for Livia being pregnant, she wouldn't even want to look at me. But our relationship has gotten better in the

past two years."

Seeing Eric's desolate expression, Keith felt that he should not sprinkle salt on his wound. Thus, he immediately

changed the subject.

"Don't you have a son? I'm sure some women are lining up to be your son's stepmother. Why don't you just pick

one and make do with it?"

Eric looked at him coldly, which made Keith shut up instantly.

It was not easy to meet Eric during these few years.

Eric deliberately avoided them. He was either on a business trip or on the way to a business trip.

Keith knew in his heart what Eric felt awkward about, but they dared not mention it.

In the hospital.

Mitchell had not contacted Eric for a long time, so he did not know that Eric had returned to Atlanta.

Selena could not wait any longer, so she found Eric's number and called him.

When Eric saw the unfamiliar number, he immediately hung up.

Selena continued to call him persistently.

Eric looked at the flashing number, stood up, and walked out with his phone.

'Who's speaking?"

His voice was extremely cold, without any warmth.

Selena was stunned for a moment before she said, "Mr. Ferguson, I'm the person that you almost ran over.

Remember me?"

Eric forgot about her. He had to think for a while before he remembered.

'Tell Mitchell if you have any conditions."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone again.

Selena looked at the disconnected call and laughed in exasperation.

Eric was so arrogant and self-conceited. If Eric was not born with a silver spoon, there was a high probability that he

would be beaten to death.

Selena was in no mood to continue calling.

Ever since she found out that the person who bumped into her was Eric, she tried to get to know him in various

aspects.

Selena's despair was replaced with a sliver of hope.

Perhaps, Eric could do it.

He must be able to.

The caregiver opened the door and came over with a towel, intending to wipe her down.

Selena still could not move by herself, so she thanked the caregiver.

The caregiver Mitchell hired for Selena was not a nurse in the hospital. This caregiver was attentive, hardworking,

and very professional, so Selena gradually accepted her.

After a wipe-down, the caregiver went out.

Within two minutes, the caregiver came in anxiously and locked the door behind her.

"Ms. Nelson, that man... Your husband that beat you before... He's here again, and he looks drunk!"

Selena's face changed slightly.

She had known for a long time that he would know about her return to Mediania.

However, she did not expect it to be so soon.

Derek's character really did not change one bit.

Selena gritted her teeth and said, "Call Mr. Crawford.”

"Okay."

Soon, someone knocked on the door loudly.

After a few knocks, the man started to bang on the door.

"Selena, I know you’re inside! Open the door for me. You're my wife. Why didn't you tell me that you're back? Do

you think you'll be fine by hiding out here?”