The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 603

Chapter 603: Chapter 603 When Jealousy Hits
Her incessant nagging only made Alexi’s headache worse. He’d been stuck in the hospital for days now, his body aching, but it was the emotional toll that was worse.

He’d even tried sending Hera a message to let her know what had happened, only to see the dreaded red exclamation mark next to his text.

His call went unanswered. He knew then that she had blocked him.

Alexi couldn’t accept the bitter reality.

‘Why didn’t she wait for me?’ His thoughts churned in frustration.

‘I told her this was for our future—so she wouldn’t have to struggle anymore. So why did she leave me? Why did she abandon me for those men?’ The questions swirled in his mind, each one more painful than the last.

Alexi glared at the men surrounding Hera on the livestream, his eyes burning with unbridled hatred and resentment.

He couldn’t comprehend how his life had unraveled so completely.

Everything had been carefully planned. He was supposed to be on the rise, a dragon soaring toward success in both his career and his love life.

Even if he had to marry Minerva to appease her family, he could still keep Hera by his side—ensuring she lived a life of wealth and love.

He had promised her everything if only she had waited for him. But now, nothing made sense. Where had it all gone wrong?

‘This isn’t how it should be,’ Alexi thought, a deep sense of frustration settling in his chest.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that his story wasn’t meant to end like this. Lost in his thoughts, he unknowingly tightened his grip on his phone, his gaze locked on the figure in the live stream.

His mother, who had been relentlessly nagging him to contact Minerva for help with the hospital bills and living expenses, noticed the shift in her son’s demeanor.

His intense focus on the screen was unusual, and curiosity got the better of her. She leaned in closer, trying to see what had caught his undivided attention.

When she saw that the person on the livestream was Hera, her expression instantly soured, her face hardening with a mixture of anger and disdain.

“That jinx again?!” she seethed, her voice rising. “Haven’t I told you to break up with her? She’ll never do anything good for your career—she’ll only drag you down! You don’t even belong in the same world as her!”

Alexi’s mother shouted, her voice dangerously close to a roar, like a tiger whose tail had been stepped on. Her frustration boiled over, and she couldn’t contain her fury at the sight of Hera.

She had never liked Hera, but she tolerated her presence for one reason: Hera had been sensible enough to provide living expenses and take care of Alexi while he was busy working.

In her eyes, Hera wasn’t a potential daughter-in-law—she was a convenient caretaker, a free nanny who would look after her son. To her, Hera was nothing more than a fool who wasn’t worthy of Alexi.

When Minerva arrived, everything changed. From the moment Minerva entered the picture, she made it clear that Hera was no longer welcome.

She pushed Alexi toward Minerva at every turn, insisting that only someone of Minerva’s status—an heiress—was truly worthy of her son.

To her, Minerva represented everything that Hera could never be: deserving, powerful, and fitting for a future alongside her son.

“I’m telling you, that Hera woman will never be part of this family. Over my dead body!” she spat through gritted teeth.

But Alexi, sitting there motionless, acted as if he hadn’t heard a word. His indifference only served to fuel her rage, making her blood boil and her blood pressure skyrocket.

Instead of letting herself be consumed by anger in the room, she stormed out, determined to call Hera and warn her.

But when she dialed Hera’s number, only to find it blocked, the wave of fury that surged through her almost made her spit blood on the spot.

Unaware of the tension brewing back home, Hera enjoyed the activities on the plane with Leo, Xavier, Dave, and Luke.

They shared a leisurely breakfast together, and to Hera’s surprise, their chef was none other than Hannah.

The breakfast spread was nothing short of extravagant. There was a seafood congee brimming with snow crab, tiger prawn, and golden-hued abalone from Mexico, complemented by mushrooms and vegetables for a burst of color and nutrients.

The aroma alone made Hera’s stomach rumble, and after the exhausting night with Xavier, she found herself even hungrier than usual.

In addition to the congee, there were dumplings, buns, soy milk, and a variety of other treats. Leo, ever attentive, was diligently scooping congee for Hera and serving it with a smile.

Xavier, always thoughtful, was carefully shredding the snow crab meat, making it easier for her to eat.

Dave was serving her dumplings, and Luke had prepared a special soy sauce and chili mix for her.

Everyone was so focused on making sure Hera was well-fed that they almost forgot to eat themselves.

If Hera hadn’t pouted and pretended to be upset, they likely would have continued fussing over her like she was a child, ensuring she ate to her heart’s content.

The viewers, who were practically stuffed with “dog food” from the display of affection, couldn’t help but feel a mixture of happiness and envy.

The girls in relationships began nagging their boyfriends, urging them to be as thoughtful and attentive as Leo, Luke, Dave, and Xavier, much to the frustration of the men watching.

The guys nationwide were all now united in their dislike for the four. After breakfast, the group moved on to a few rounds of billiards, continuing their laid-back yet close-knit dynamic.

“Ah! Sweetheart! How could you do this? You didn’t even let us play, you just socketed all the balls!” Dave exaggerated with a dramatic whimper, but his eyes sparkled with admiration and affection.

It was clear he was more interested in making sure everyone knew just how incredible Hera was than actually winning the game.

“I didn’t know our Hera was such a pro at billiards,” Luke teased, positioning himself behind her as he watched her line up the next shot.

However, his gaze unintentionally drifted to her perky ass as she bent over. For a moment, he lost focus, his thoughts clouded with inappropriate images, and his eyes lingered on her curves.

When he looked up, he met Xavier’s smug expression, as if as if to say ‘They felt great to the touch’.

The smugness in Xavier’s gaze only added to Luke’s irk, and a vein in his neck bulged as he tried to reign in his growing frustration.

Ignoring Xavier completely, Luke suddenly leaned forward toward Hera as she prepared to hit the ball.

His movements were deliberate, his crotch brushing against her ass, and his entire body pressing against her from behind.

Hera tensed, her body stiffening as she felt Luke’s hardness through the close contact.

“Hera, I think the angle might be off—or maybe it’s just the height difference?” Luke murmured, his voice low and teasing.

His lips hovered just behind her ear, close enough that his warm breath tickled her skin. Her scent wafted into his senses, and he inhaled subtly, savoring it.

Hera’s cheeks flushed deep red, her pulse quickening. The close proximity was overwhelming, especially with the cameras still on them.

Dave, noticing the interaction, instantly perked up, his attention sharp as he watched the scene unfold.