Chapter 412
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Chapter 412 Letâs Do Another Massage
Lucaâs shoulder even had another towel to wipe Eric. His technique was like a professional!
If Luca had not suddenly opened his mouth, Eric would not have known that the one who came to give hi
m a bath was actually Luca!
Eric was angry and annoyed because another man touched him, but he did not know who to take it out o
n.
Lucaâs fierce face was calm as he said, Ms. Stanton ordered for me to give you a bath and massageâ¦â
Although Luca, as a bodyguard, felt very uncomfortable doing such a thing, this house only had two othe
r men. That fat butler was snoring and could not be awakened even when Luca
kicked him. Thus, Luca could only sacrifice himself.
Ericâs eyes narrowed sharply. His face was
complex and deep at this time. His chest was heaving violently, and his mind was blank.
He clenched the handle of the wheelchair with a grim face.
Luca looked a little hesitant as he made up his mind. âMint scented thenâ¦â
It did not seem appropriate that a big man would use strawberryâscented body wash.
After that, Luca skillfully pumped the body wash onto his hand and was about to lather it onto Ericâs body
when Eric interrupted him
Ericâs voice was deep, oppressive, and restrained.
âGet out!â He said through clenched
teeth.
Even if Eric felt cold, he could not stand the idea of Luca touching him so intimately again.
He knew that he would go crazy.
Lucaâs fierce face froze slightly as he was a little surprised, âWhy did
his attitude change so fast? Wasnât he enjoying it just now?â
Luca held the bottle of body wash and looked tangled.
âMr. Ferguson, you really donât want a massage?â
âItâs Ms. Stantonâs orders..!
Eric glared at Luca with a sharp and cold gaze. His face was extremely glum. âDo you need me to repeat
myself?!â
Luca pursed his lips. âOkay then, since h e refused, I canât force himâ¦!
He put down the things in his hand, turned around, and left.
Eric stayed in the bathroom for a full three minutes, trying hard to calm himself down and control his emo
tions. âDidnât that fat*ss say that heâd find a way to get rid of Luca?! Why didnât he
show up now?â
He calmly put on his bathrobe, wheeled himself out of the bathroom, and faintly froze when he saw the w
oman in the bedroom.
Nicole stood at the bedroom door and waved towards Luca before walking in.
Eric was wearing a bathrobe that revealed his wellâ
defined collarbones. Water droplets dripped down his hair and happened to fall on his bare, sexy chest.
Nicole raised her eyebrows. A flash of light flickered in her eyes.
Ericâs figure was indeed impeccable.
âNo wonder Eric wanted to come up with such underhanded methods. Heâs trying to seduce me?!!
Nicoleâs smile deepened. âMr. Ferguson, are you satisfied with Lucaâs service?â
When Eric thought of that image earlier, he just wanted to rewash his entire body.
His face was taut, filled with dissatisfaction and anger,
âNicole, shouldnât you give me an explanation?
âWhy did it become like this? Whatever I imagined didnât materialize at all!â
A strange light shone in Nicoleâs eye as she looked at him.
âAlthough Iâm here to take care of you,
weâre divorced, so we should avoid any misleading contact.â
Nicole deliberately emphasized the word âdivorcedâ. Ericâs face stiffened. The light in his eyes instantly dim
Looking at her smile, the anger and coldness in Ericâs eyes instantly disappeared.
A trace of bitterness filled his mouth.
Eric finally had a taste of this heart wrenching suffocation. There seemed t
o be no direction, no hope.
Her words pushed him into the abyss, leaving him powerless.
Nicole ignored his despair on Ericâs face and smiled. âOtherwise, if word gets out, how else can we marry
other people in the future?â