The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 411 Mocked

Eric Ferguson rolled his wheelchair to the bathroom.

Since he injured his leg, he wore baggy pants so that it was not difficult to take off. However, after some thought, he still put on his pajama pants.

After all, he could not do anything at the moment, so he should not go too far.

If Nicole was frightened by him, she might run away in a fit of anger.

Eric surveyed his bare upper body with satisfaction. His chest was strong and lean, with well-defined lines. His sculpted muscles on the back and abs moved gently with breathing. His usual cold vibes were replaced with charisma.

Toto's reminder came to Eric's mind. "Mr. Ferguson, your body and face are simply amazing! No woman will be able to resist your appeal, so during the bath, you don't have to say anything. Just let Ms. Stanto indulge and enjoy her view. If she's a little shy, it means that it's a success!"

Eric was a little doubtful, but he would give it a shot.

A few minutes later, he heard the sound of someone opening the bedroom door.

Eric recollected his expression and opened his eyes to check himself out in the mirror. He casually tousled his hair so that it looked naturally messy.

The sound of footsteps stopped outside the bathroom.

"Knock, knock, knock-"

Someone knocked on the bathroom door.

Somehow, Eric felt a little nervous.

"Nicole, I'm inside, just come straight in."

Eric took a deep breath, made himself look extremely calm, closed his eyes, and told himself, "Don't be nervous!"

Toto's reminder came to mind again. "Just close your eyes and let Ms. Stanton enjoy your body..."

Soon, water pattered against the side of the bathtub.

Nicole turned on the tap to get the water to the right temperature. Her movements were gentle and soft as she covered his leg with a towel to avoid water splashing on it. Eric's eyes were still closed, but his breathing became unconsciously rapid.

A warm towel touched his back as she began to wipe him.

Eric's whole body unconsciously became tense.

The towel moved from his back to his arms lightly and carefully.

Eric's face was taut as he tried to suppress his nervousness. There was only the sound of rushing

water in the bathroom.

The two people were breathing carefully with the water splashing in the background.

There was a deep silence that felt a little off.

Eric could not help but wonder, 'Why didn't she speak? Why didn't she have any reaction?'

Toto said to him earlier. "During the bath, Ms. Stanton will definitely try to replace a topic and will probably be flustered because she can't think straight when she's staring at your sexy body. You just need to give simple answers and don't dive too deep into the topic."

'But... She didn't replace a topic... If she's shy, a little conversation will ease the awkwardness, right? If she's angry, then her actions shouldn't be so gentle and careful, right?'

Eric could not help but furrow his eyebrows in thought, wondering if he should speak first.

The warm towel behind him suddenly left his body. Eric felt some discomfort when the warmth was gone.

The person behind him held two brand new bottles of shower gel and asked in a rough and hoarse voice, "Mr. Ferguson, do you want the mint or strawberry scent?"

Eric's body suddenly stiffened. He opened his eyes abruptly with a piercing chill.

In an instant, Luca's fierce expressionless face appeared in the mirror. Luca's sleeves were rolled up a s he held two bottles of body wash. He looked to be in a tangle as he asked again, "Which scent do you want?"

Eric just felt like dashing out of the bathroom, but his right leg would not allow it!

He stared at Luca in shock. His eyes sank a little, but his face remained extremely calm, stoic, and grim.

"Why are you here?" Eric asked, gnashing his teeth.

'The tension, restraint, and the rich series of activities I fantasized about all originated from Luca, the bodyguard?! Where's Nicole?!' i