Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

Nicole lifted her gaze, wiped the tears from her face, and placed the phone to her ear, waiting for the other side to pick up.

The phone rang three times before it was quickly answered, Jose Floyd’s deep and indifferent voice came through, ”Do you need something from me?”

Nicole struggled to maintain her composure and softly called out with a calm tone, ”Jose Floyd.”

”Mmm, just say whatever you have to say.” The voice on the other end was calm, not particularly cold.

Nicole pressed her lips together, her eyes deep red, and after a long silence, she spoke in a low voice, ”Did you buy the saffron?”

She didn’t believe Andrea Greenwood’s words, because she knew Andrea was a person with a deep mind, so she wanted to ask him.

Ultimately, she still wasn’t willing to give up, was she? Nicole laughed at herself in her heart.

There was a pause on the other end, then a single word came back, ”Yes.”

The word ”yes” plunged Nicole completely into an endless abyss, her whole body sinking, cold and trembling.

Nicole let out a soft laugh as she held the phone, a light, almost unreal sound.

Tears fell from her eyes again, rushing down in torrents, yet there was no sound. After a few seconds, Nicole let out another soft laugh into the phone, speaking faintly, ”Jose Floyd, let’s end things here.”

With those words, without waiting for a response or reaction from the other side, Nicole cut off the call. Her cold fingers tapped the phone screen, placing Jose Floyd’s number on the blacklist.

So be it—

Connected by hatred, parted by hatred.

The seeds sown by hatred also yield a harvest of hatred.

At this moment, Nicole’s heart was truly dead, with no ripples at all, turning into a desolate desert, gradually drying up.

She didn’t trust anyone else, only wanting him to personally tell her the truth.

But the truth was, he was the one who bought the saffron... Olivia Summer and Andrea weren’t lying.

Nicole laughed lightly as tears poured down her face like a broken dam.

At the moment she felt death approaching, the first thing she thought of was him, dialing his number. Looking back now, she realized how foolish she was; he gave her saffron because he didn’t want their child. Even if he knew she hemorrhaged after the miscarriage, would he anxiously rush her to the hospital?

Yes, she didn’t want to bear Jose Floyd’s child, so she took the morning-after pill, just to avoid any surprise pregnancies.

An ectopic pregnancy had nearly killed her in the operating room once before; it was unforgettable, leaving her with a fear of pregnancy.

Yet, despite taking precautions, she still ended up with this child. If it were still growing inside her, would she have the heart to remove it herself?

This time, there was no need for her to decide—both the child’s father and his grandmother had personally sent the child away...

As Nicole laughed and laughed, she felt what a pitiful existence she had become.

Olivia had said that if her mother were still alive, she wouldn’t want to see her daughter tormented like this.

Nicole sat on the hospital bed and let out a cold laugh.

If her mother were still alive, she and Wade wouldn’t have gone abroad, and Wade wouldn’t have died there! Then she wouldn’t have met Jose Floyd, the man who hurt her twice so deeply!

Wade died at his hands, and now her child had also died at his hands; it was the tea he had specifically bought for her...

Two close blood ties, all died at the hands of Jose Floyd!

She had been in and out of the emergency room for him twice, suffering heavy bleeding from pregnancy twice and sent to the hospital. This was Jose Floyd, this was everything that man had given her...

Nicole looked at the sunlight outside the window. It was so piercing, yet it felt cold to her.

”Jose Floyd, two times I’ve bled severely, two children, I’ve already repaid the love and tenderness you gave me in those five years... Jose Floyd, I owe you nothing anymore. And now, even if you die, don’t ever appear in front of me again! Forever!!!”