Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

Nicole laughed, soothingly patting Celine Sutton’s back, ”I know, godmother, about me and Jose Floyd... Actually, there’s nothing much to say. He has a fiancée chosen by his mother in City C. So between him and me, there’s no destiny or connection. I’ve come to terms with it.”

”Nicole—about Jose’s mom, you really don’t have to care about her, she’s simply not...”

”Let’s not talk about it, godmother. I’m leaving.” Nicole let go of Celine and smiled lightly at her, grabbed her bag and phone, and walked away.

She couldn’t forgive Olivia Summer; she asked herself if she’d taken good care of Olivia, with her heart aching. But what Olivia repaid her with was a pool of blood of her child, and twice suffering massive bleeding, ending up in the emergency room... She would never try such kindness gone to waste again!

Nicole let go of Olivia and walked out without looking back.

”Nicole! Nicole! Wait a moment! Let me see you off!” Celine immediately caught up with her.

The taxi was waiting outside the Floyd Family’s gate, Nicole stood by the car, stopped by the approaching Celine.

”Nicole, take care when you return home alone. Call me when you arrive and come back to Italy frequently, there will always be a room for you at home. And do take care of your health, I worked hard to nurse you back to health, don’t let yourself get hurt again.” Celine’s eyes were a bit red as she watched Nicole reluctantly.

Nicole gently nodded, opened the car door and got into the taxi, ”Godmother, I’m leaving. Goodbye.”

”Bye-bye.”

The car slowly closed the door, Nicole’s eyes looked towards the balcony of Jose Floyd’s room on the second floor of the Floyd Family home, her gaze growing deeper and deeper, her eyes feeling somewhat sore.

”Driver, let’s go.” Nicole said in fluent English, forcing herself to withdraw her gaze from the window, staring straight ahead.

The car instantly started moving, the driver pressed the accelerator, heading away from the Floyd Family gate.

Through the rearview mirror, Nicole saw Celine chasing after the car for ten meters, her reluctance clearly visible, she saw the gate of the Floyd Family, and her peripheral vision uncontrollably glanced at the second floor.

But a minute passed; all these things disappeared from sight, leaving only a mist filling her eyes, blurring her vision.

Nicole covered her lips, sitting in the taxi, sobbing.

She wasn’t strong.

When her brother died at seventeen, she held her brother’s body crying in the alley until her voice was hoarse, as if the world had collapsed.

After she got close to Jose Floyd, when she left after stabbing Jose in the chest, she cried in the taxi until her clothes were wet with tears.

Upon knowing she couldn’t keep her child, she cried out aloud alone in the hospital, in the cold ward, without anyone accompanying her.

This time, as she turned to leave again, she still hadn’t learned to be strong, crying like a child who had lost the most important thing, tears endlessly flowing.

”Nicole Seys, all these years, you’ve weathered the storms, what are you so pretentious for! Who are you showing your pretentiousness to? Are you not supposed to be the indestructible tough girl? So why are you crying, showing such lack of spine! You’re simply disgracing the Seys Family! Even your nephew Ryan Seys is better than you!”

Nicole Seys berated herself while crying even more fiercely.

If there were reliance in the world, who would need to cultivate their indomitable resilience, and tenacity.

Since her brother died, since the child was heartlessly removed with saffron, lying alone in the hospital, no one ever accompanied her, she made it through all on her own. So it’s not that she wants to be a tough girl, but reality has always been forcing her to grow strong......