Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 255: Passion in the Bathroom

Chapter 255: Passion in the Bathroom

She lay in bed, quietly reflecting on everything that had happened since her rebirth.

But before she realized it, she had fallen asleep.

Ella was dreaming of a spring outing. In the dream, she was going on a trip to the countryside with Lauren and Chloe. However, no matter how many times she called Eric, she couldn’t get through.

Lauren and Chloe were beside her, insisting that Eric had cheated. They even showed Ella intimate photos of Eric with another woman.

In the dream, Ella nearly burst into tears, overwhelmed by the excruciating pain of betrayal. But just then, Eric suddenly appeared and pulled her into a tight embrace, kissing her passionately.

The heat of his breath, the familiar scent, and the weight of his body pressed down on her all at once.

Ella’s eyes shot open, and she was met with Eric’s enlarged face, just inches away!

Huh? He’s back?

Eric was so mischievous, taking advantage of her while she was asleep!

Ella quickly pushed him away. His disheveled appearance made her frown, "Go take a shower! You reek of smoke!"

Eric was panting, his gaze filled with a hunger like that of a starved beast.

When Ella shoved him, his hand reached back and landed on her iPad, which she hadn’t had a chance to put away.

As he glanced back, he immediately saw the messages between her and Henry.

Eric’s face darkened, the tenderness in his eyes vanishing, replaced by a cold, chilling look.

He picked up the iPad, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Ella coolly.

Ella rubbed her sleepy eyes. Seeing his expression, she sat up immediately. "Uh... I have too many strangers on Facebook. When he messaged me, I realized it was Henry... Honey, do you think he’s telling the truth?"

Eric let out a cold snort, "What he said is true. He has a bug. Don’t forget, I have one too."

Ella tapped her forehead. "Ah, right, I forgot about that."

"Delete him!" Eric ordered icily.

Ella hurriedly smiled and grabbed the iPad. "I just forgot you have one too, so I thought I’d save it until you got home to delete it."

Eric’s gaze was as cold as ice pressed against her face.

Ella quickly deleted Henry’s account.

"I thought someone couldn’t bear to delete him, saying he had complex feelings for you? Ha ha ha..." Eric’s laugh was as cold as a winter rainstorm.

Ella’s mouth twitched. Seriously? He’s jealous again?

It was because of Grandma Davis that her mind had been a bit scrambled, and she simply forgot! She was planning to show him when he got back, but now, as soon as he saw it, he was already jealous.

Seeing Ella nervously delete Henry, Eric’s expression finally softened a little.

It wasn’t that he lacked confidence. It’s just that Henry was, after all, Grace’s son.

The son of "the other woman" — he didn’t want his girl entangled with him at all.

Besides, Eric still harbored shadows from the way Grace had forcefully inserted herself into James and his mother’s relationship. No matter how handsome or rich you are, once a betrayal happens, good looks and wealth won’t stop it.

"Alright, I deleted him. Don’t be mad. You’ve worked hard, honey. Come on, go take a shower, okay?"

Ella kissed Eric on the cheek and said softly with a sweet smile.

Eric snorted, "I’m exhausted!"

"Then I’ll help you with your shower!"

Ella grinned, her eyes gleaming. After all their years together, how could she not understand a man’s mind?

At this moment, what he needed was to be soothed.

Eric’s expression softened a bit. "But... my whole body is exhausted."

"Then how about I help you in, okay?" Ella’s bright, captivating eyes shimmered like a clear spring.

Eric’s expression softened even more. Ella quickly hopped out of bed and helped him into the bathroom.

Skillfully, she ran the water and began helping Eric undress. When she saw the jagged scar on his chest, her heart momentarily skipped a beat.

Eric lazily sank into the bathtub and reached out to pull Ella close, yanking her into his arms suddenly.

Splash—

Ella’s thin nightgown was instantly soaked.

Her cheeks flushed as she mumbled, "My clothes are wet. Can’t you let me take them off first?"

Eric smirked mischievously, gently nibbling on her earlobe as he murmured, "So eager, huh? You should’ve said something sooner!"

"Eric!"

Ella was both annoyed and helpless.

"Let go of me... I need to wash your back!" Ella struggled a bit, but Eric took a deep breath instead.

Hiss—

Ella spun around in alarm, seeing his pained expression, and panicked. "What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?"

She glanced at the scar on his chest, which had healed but could still hurt if touched accidentally.

"It hurts here," Eric said, pointing to his chest. Ella’s eyelids twitched, her face suddenly clouded with concern.

"I... I didn’t mean to!"

Ella’s face fell, "Should we go see a doctor tomorrow?"

Eric raised an eyebrow, his slightly upturned eyes glinting with mischief. Water droplets on his face made his devilishly handsome features even more irresistible.

With a wicked grin, he pointed to his hand. "This hurts too. And this... and this..."

Ella was speechless, realizing she’d been tricked by Eric. This guy! His chest hurts, his hand hurts, his foot hurts—he even claims his hair hurts! Ugh, she’s going to cough up blood!

Seeing her face turn dark, Eric chuckled and pulled her closer. "I was just joking. Thanks, honey, for caring so much about me."

All of the frustration in his heart vanished in an instant.

Ella parted her lips, about to scold him, but the next second her mouth was sealed by Eric’s ravenous kiss.

His hands started wandering over her body, and soft moans began escaping from Ella’s lips...

"Ah... Eric! You’re so bad..."

The steamy bathroom was filled with passion, and the air turned hot.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room.

Ella opened her eyes and was met with Eric’s gaze, filled with warmth and amusement.

A few strands of her hair were tangled around her delicate neck, adding to her lazy charm.

Eric reached out and gently caressed her smooth face. "Did you sleep well?"

"Not at all! My waist is killing me!" Ella pouted, rubbing her sore lower back.

"Women always say one thing and mean another. If I didn’t have the ability to make your waist sore, I bet you’d be complaining that I didn’t satisfy you!" Eric smirked devilishly, his perfectly chiseled jawline looking even more irresistible in the morning light.