The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 576

Chapter 576: Chapter 576 Dress Her
“Hera, rest for now,” Zhane said softly, his hand ruffling her hair.

But the look in her eyes, filled with longing and vulnerability, nearly made him lose his resolve. Unable to resist, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.

Leo, who had just finished putting away the ointment, didn’t stop him.

He, too, felt a deep yearning to give in to the same impulse, to give Hera what she seemed to want.

But unlike Zhane, Leo had more control.

He had been in love with Hera for years, quietly bearing the weight of his possessiveness and jealousy when she was with Alexi.

He had learned to restrain himself, and this moment, though tempting, didn’t pose the same challenge for him.

Zhane let his tongue play with Hera’s for a moment, savoring the connection before reluctantly pulling away.

He leaned in to press a soft kiss to her forehead, a tender gesture that belied the storm of emotions swirling within him.

Turning away, he took a few deep breaths, trying to steady himself.

Bang…

Bang…

“Hey, you guys! What are you doing in there? What’s taking you so long?” Dave’s frantic voice echoed from the other side of the door, shattering the charged atmosphere in an instant.

Zhane and Leo exchanged glances before chuckling, the interruption exactly what they needed to ground themselves and shake off their heated thoughts.

Hera, shaken from her trance and overwhelmed by embarrassment, turned crimson.

She tried to climb down from the sink, but Leo and Zhane stopped her.

“I can take care of it myself,” she said quickly, reaching toward Leo, gesturing for him to hand over her clothes.

Leo raised an eyebrow. “Can you even stand?”

“I-I think I can,” Hera stammered, though her trembling knees betrayed her uncertainty.

“Why don’t you sound confident?” Zhane chimed in, his tone laced with teasing amusement.

Frustrated, Hera puffed out her cheeks, determined to prove them wrong.

She braced herself on the edge of the sink, slowly maneuvering down like a cautious turtle.

Leo and Zhane didn’t intervene; instead, they crossed their arms and watched her with amused expressions.

“S-See?” Hera said triumphantly as her feet touched the cold floor. But her victory was short-lived—she felt her knees buckle, her legs giving way beneath her almost immediately.

Leo quickly stepped forward, steadying Hera as she wobbled.

His soft chuckle rumbled in his chest, and Hera could feel the vibration as she caught a faint trace of his scent.

It sent her heart racing, her senses heightened in a way she couldn’t ignore.

After last night, it felt as though all her inhibitions had shattered.

Her thoughts were a chaotic mess, consumed by an unfamiliar wave of desire that seemed to amplify with every little interaction she had with them.

She couldn’t tell if it was the experience itself she craved, or the people she’d shared it with.

Flustered, Hera buried her face in her hands, her embarrassment overwhelming.

The stark realization that she couldn’t even stand, let alone dress herself, left her feeling vulnerable and helpless.

She briefly entertained ideas of how she might manage alone, but it was clear from the determined looks on the two men before her that they weren’t going to let her struggle.

“Alright, let’s not make this harder,” Leo said, his voice calm yet resolute as he reached for the tie of her bathrobe, his intent clear.

Hera’s hand shot out, grasping his wrist in a frantic attempt to halt his actions. “Wait, I—I can do it!” she stammered, her voice betraying her uncertainty.

Leo leaned in slightly, his gaze steady as he softened his tone. “What’s there to be embarrassed about between us, wifey?” he asked, his voice a mix of reassurance and teasing. “Would it help if we evened the playing field? Make it fair so you feel more at ease?”

‘What does he mean?’ Hera wondered, her mind spinning.

While she was lost in thought, Leo had already pushed her bathrobe off her shoulders.

The moment it fell, both Leo and Zhane’s eyes flickered with barely contained desire.

However, Dave’s incessant knocking on the door forced them to quickly avert their gazes, snapping them back to reality.

Leo focused on the task at hand, gathering Hera’s inner garments with quiet determination while Zhane assisted, handing him the clothing piece by piece.

When Zhane passed him the panties, Leo hesitated for a brief moment, staring at the delicate fabric as if trying to gather his composure.

Clearing his throat, he crouched on one knee before Hera.

“Hera, hold onto my shoulder,” he said softly, his tone coaxing and gentle.

Still overwhelmed and flushed with embarrassment, Hera’s mind felt like it had short-circuited.

She obeyed without question, her movements automatic, like a doll on strings.

Her emotions were too tangled, her thoughts too scattered to resist or protest as Leo guided the panties over her feet, carefully dressing her.

After successfully slipping Hera’s panties on, Leo reached for the bra Zhane handed him.

He stared at it for a moment, clearly unsure of what to do.

Glancing at Zhane, he asked, “Do you know how to put this on?”

Zhane raised an eyebrow, replying almost immediately, “Why are you asking me? I don’t wear those.”

Before their exchange could spiral into an unproductive back-and-forth, Hera, still absent minded, reached for the bra herself.

With practiced ease, she slipped it on and fastened it.

Both men watched in silence until the task was done, finally murmuring in unison, “Oh.”

After that, they seemed to realize the need for haste.

Working together, they quickly helped Hera into the rest of her clothing, even going as far as to put on her shoes.

Once finished, Leo carefully lifted Hera into his arms, her body light and unresisting as her dazed eyes remained fixed on some distant point.

Zhane opened the bathroom door for them, and the moment they stepped out, the tension among the other men was obvious.

Though no one spoke, the situation was obvious. It didn’t take much to guess that Leo and Zhane had assisted Hera with dressing.

Dave’s jaw tightened as he watched Leo carry Hera out of the bathroom.

Hera’s expression remained distant, her mind still lost in its own swirl of emotions, leaving the others unsure of what to say—or if they even should.

As soon as Leo guided Hera to sit on the edge of the bed, he immediately began massaging her limbs with gentle, practiced hands.

His touch was firm yet soothing, aimed at helping her regain enough strength to stand and walk on her own later.

Hera winced slightly, shifting uncomfortably. It was difficult for her to move freely—she could still feel the lingering sensations of the night before, as if their presence remained imprinted on her body.

The pressure and intensity of their actions seemed to echo within her, leaving her flushed and acutely aware of every ache and tremor coursing through her.

While Leo helped Hera massage her limbs, the others had already composed their expressions.

It was one thing to feel jealous, but it was another to burden her with those emotions.

Especially considering they had all insisted on sharing her, which meant she was equally theirs.

No one should act as if Hera was betraying them. They all understood that if given the choice, she might very well choose Leo, leaving the rest with nothing.

After taking a moment to collect their thoughts and adjust their feelings, even Dave calmed down. He immediately shifted his demeanor and acted coquettishly in front of Hera.

“Sweetheart, you’re heading out? Want me to be your chauffeur? I’ll drive smoothly so you can relax in the car,” he said with a charming grin.

“No need,” Xavier interjected, his tone cool. “I’ll be heading in the same direction as her. I’ll take her. Just don’t use this as an excuse to avoid your work.”

Xavier gave Dave a pointed look before snorting, a sound that clearly irritated Dave.

“What do you mean? I’m working hard! You can’t slander me!” Dave rolled his eyes before turning back to Hera.

“Sweetheart, don’t listen to him. I’ve been working diligently and doing a great job. You can even ask around the office. I’ve really changed my ways,” Dave said, quickly defending himself.

“Quick to clean up your act in front of Hera, huh?” Rafael teased, throwing a jab at Dave, his tone mocking.

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Hello, everyone!

I hope you’re all doing well. I wanted to let you know that I might be a bit slower than usual over the next few days. I’ve been invited to participate in an award ceremony in Shanghai, which has kept me busy recently and will continue to do so in the coming days.

I’ll be flying to Shanghai on the 15th and returning on the 20th. During this time, there are several events lined up, so my schedule will be packed. However, I’ll do my best to release at least one chapter a day for you.

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