Clayton laughed, but it sounded a little miserable.

When he heard the sound of the door opening, he froze and looked up to see that Nicole had walked out in her bathrobe. Her hair was still wet.

Nicole looked at him quietly. Her heart was full of distress.

She hated herself a little. ‘Why did I say that I wanted to know these things? How could I make him recall the pain of the past all over again?’

Nicole walked up to him step by step.

Looking up at Clayton, Nicole reached out and touched h