The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 241
With his back facing Grace, Eric didn’t immediately turn around. Instead, he exchanged quiet glances with Eder.
Grace wore a lazy and puzzled expression. Just a while ago, after making a phone call, she had gone. upstairs and overheard
Eric and Eder conversing in the room from a distance. However, due to the distance, she couldn’t catch their words clearly and
only caught a somewhat unfamiliar keyword. “Hmm?” Seeing that neither of them spoke up. Grace’s eyes darted between them.
Eric eventually turned around and noticed Grace’s composed expression. It seemed she wasn’t pretending: maybe she hadn’t
heard much. With a smile, he explained, “Inhibitors are a type of medication used in laboratories. We were discussing classified
information related to the NBI’s mission. It may not be appropriate to share, Miss Grace.”
“Really?” Grace tilted her head and looked at Eder.
Eder nodded naturally and said, “Grare, if you’re curious, I can tell you, but only if you genuinely want to know.”
She pondered for a moment and replied, “Forget it. Since it’s a secret, don’t tell me. I’m not interested in knowing.”
Both Eder and Eric let out a silent sigh of relief.
“Miss Grace, you may continue talking. I’ll step out for now.”
Grace nodded in response. After Eric left, she sat by Eder’s bed and checked the wound on his chest. It had improved
significantly after two days.
In reality, these past two days, Grace wasn’t truly angry with him. She had just used it as an excuse to sleep in a separate room,
fearing that he might be restless at night and attempting to seduce her.
For the sake of his quick recovery, she wanted to avoid any contact!
There was a significant improvement in his injury. Why were the bruises on his body still visible? It was strange.
She furrowed her brow, casting a sudden glance at him. She noticed his evasive eyes, which added. to her suspicions..
“It’s been a few days, but why haven’t the marks on your body faded at all? You didn’t do it intentionally, did you?”

“How could I?” Eder firmly denied. “Why would I do something so strange? Besides, it was you who took the initiative that time.
So why don’t we keep it as a memento?”
She raised an eyebrow, still harboring doubts in her heart.
“Grace, I want to take a bath,” he interrupted her train of thought and looked at her with intense, dark eyes.
Without fnuch consideration, she responded, “No, your injury hasn’t fully healed yet. You shouldn’t get wet. Shall I ask Eric to
come in and help you clean up?”
Eder appeared downcast, and his eyes conveyed dissatisfaction. “Last time we spoke, you mentioned that only you would have
the privilege of seeing my body in the future. And you want Eric to ruin it now?”
Wanting to prove a point, Grace gently touched his handsome face. A trace of cunning flashed in her otherwise clear, starry
eyes, while the curve of her red lips turned irresistibly sexy.
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.She lingered closer to him, her soft voice filled with allure. “Eder, if you want me to take care of you,
it’s not impossible. But before that, I have a surprise in store for you. I’m sure you’ll like it.”
His eyes sparkled, and his heart skipped a beat.
She continued, “After a while, your body will be sweaty. I’ll help you clean up, so you won’t have to do it twice.”
Eder suppressed the anticipation in his eyes and replied calmly, “Okay.”
“Just wait for me. I’ll go next door to get something.”
“Get something?” Eder had a vague feeling that something was amiss.
In a hurry, she ran to the adjacent bedroom and quickly returned.

As she came back into the room, she had a secretive look on her face, keeping her hands hidden behind her back. She took off
her shoes and sat on the bed, slowly positioning herself on top of him. kneeling on the bed.
Her pale fingertips patiently began unbuttoning the remaining shirt buttons, one by one. While unbuttoning with her cool fingers,
there were occasional accidental brushes against his warm skin.
It seemed intentional, making him shiver and his breathing become erratic.
This was the same prelude script as the day in the hospital. Grace had made up her mind and was finally planning to indulge
herself once again.
However, before Eder could revel in the thought, Grace revealed a dark green jar hidden behind her. opened the lid, and a faint
medicinal scent filled the air.
Noticing his suspicious gaze, she took some dark brown ointment on her fingertips, rubbed it in the palm of her hand until it
melted, and gently applied it to the bruises on his body.
“Eder, this is a method I asked the doctor about yesterday. It’s good for promoting blood circulation, reducing stasis, and helping
the marks fade quickly. These bruises on your body will disappear by tomorrow. Are you happy?
Her voice carried a playful tone. The clarity in her starry eyes revealed her determination to eradicate any evidence.
She would never let anyone know about her impulsive actions in the hospital that day!
What on earth was he expecting just now?
Grace noticed his remorseful black pupils and curiously asked, “Why do you seem unhappy? Don’t you like this little surprise?
It was her first time giving someone a massage!
Eder took a deep breath, clenched his jaw, and forced out two words through gritted teeth, “I’m happy! I’m happy!”
Grace beamed with joy and continued massaging even harder. She had learned some techniques online the day before and now
he would be her first for a massage!
“Eder, don’t move darling. I’ll try my best to be gentle!”
He turned his head to look out the window, remaining motionless, letting her have her way with him.

Her thin lips were tightly pursed, and her expression seemed particularly gloomy.
“Does it hurt like this? Should I be gentler? Forget it, I should probably apply more pressure. Bear
with it!”
“Eder, your abdominal muscles feel amazing to touch, hehe...”
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“Does it feel good? Am I doing well? Give me praise!”
He blushed and said, “Yes, I love it! You’re doing great, keep it up!”
“Really! That’s incredible!”
When Grace had entered the room carlier, she had forgotten to fully close the bedroom door. It was slightly ajar.
Her voice wasn’t soft, and as luck would have it, Eric was passing through the stairwell and caught every word clearly. Eder
delivered his final sentence with visible effort, his tone filled with ecstasy.
Eric’s hand froze on the doorknob. “Are they..?” His jaw dropped in shock.
Did he just overhear a live performance of his boss and Miss Grace? Damn, his ears must be dirty!
Mr. Storm had only been on a break for two days. How could he suddenly be engaging in such vigorous activity again? This is
insane, heartless, and inhumane. Miss Grace is a force to be reckoned with!
Deeply concerned about his boss’s well–being, Eric stood restlessly in the stairwell, stomping his feet. No, this can’t be!
Even if it meant facing his boss’s wrath and having his salary deducted, he had to take action!
Rubbing his hands together, he pondered for a moment
Suddenly, an idea struck him.

Quietly, he ascended the stairs and positioned himself in the hallway outside the bedroom. Then, he began clapping loudly and
rhythmically. “Clap! Clap! Clap...”
Surprisingly, the two individuals inside the room remained unfazed by his applause.
Grace glanced towards the door but didn’t spot anyone. Leaning closer to Eder, she whispered in a soft tone, “What is Eric up
to? The clapping was quite intense. Is he unwell? As a boss, you should pay closer attention to your employees‘ well–being!”
Eder’s expression turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
He understood.
The clapping gesture conveyed a specific meaning. Eric had recorded their code words, which meant: “Control! Control! You
must control yourself!”