The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 664

Chapter 664: Chapter 664 How Girls Takes Care Of Themselves
Zhane took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down before letting out a resigned sigh. “Please help her wash up so she can rest properly in bed.”

Then, as if a sudden thought struck him, he added, “Actually, let me do it. With your level of self-restraint, I’d rather not risk you taking advantage of the situation.”

Both Luke and Rafael felt a lump in their throats at Zhane’s accusation. It wasn’t that they lacked self-restraint—they had plenty.

But with their stamina, they tended to lose track of time, and in their eagerness, they had overlooked how exhausted Hera had been these past few days.

Now that Zhane pointed it out, guilt settled over them, and they fell into self-reproach.

Zhane didn’t wait for their response and carefully took Hera from Luke’s arms.

Meanwhile, Luke and Rafael returned to the study to clean up, ensuring that Amy wouldn’t notice anything unusual when she came in to tidy up the room the next day.

While Luke and Rafael cleaned up the study, Zhane carefully ran warm water for Hera’s bath.

Sitting at the edge of the tub, he held her close with one arm while using his other hand to check the temperature.

Once the water was just right, he gently lowered her into the bath and turned off the tap.

As she soaked in the warmth, he carefully rinsed her sweaty hair, working shampoo through the strands with gentle fingers, making sure to be as delicate as possible.

He glanced toward the stainless steel pushcart, searching for the next bottle of liquid soap.

However, instead of finding just that, he was met with an overwhelming assortment of products, forcing him to check each bottle one by one.

There was Yves Saint Laurent Opium body wash, Paco Rabanne 1 Million Shower Gel, Versace Eros Pour Homme Invigorating Shower Gel, and Versace Eros Flame Shower Gel—just to name a few.

In addition to those, there were conditioners, body scrubs, body creams, and an endless array of skincare products. Even as a doctor, Zhane felt his head spin at the sheer number of options in front of him.

‘Why does she have so many different products? Can she even use all of these?’ Zhane wondered as he scanned the labels on the bottles.

Compared to Hera’s extensive collection, Zhane kept things simple—one bottle of shampoo, one bottle of body wash, and one bottle of conditioner to prevent his hair from drying out, as he showered frequently due to his profession.

Beyond these essentials, he had nothing extra, and when they ran out, he simply replaced them without much thought.

But standing in Hera’s bathroom, surrounded by an array of products, he truly grasped just how much effort women put into their self-care—the reason they always smelled so pleasant, had soft, supple skin, and maintained such a flawless appearance.

Even as a doctor, he had never given much thought to the meticulous grooming behind it all.

And for some reason, the realization left him feeling oddly flattered—knowing that he was one of the few men lucky enough to be close to her.

After this realization, he returned to taking care of Hera.

Spotting the conditioner, he applied it after thoroughly rinsing the shampoo from Hera’s hair, gently squeezing out the excess water before massaging the conditioner in.

While letting it soak for a few minutes, he turned his attention to the body washes and scrubs, uncapping each one to check their scent.

He tried to match the fragrance to the one he was most familiar with—the subtle, lingering scent that always clung to Hera.

Then, Zhane noticed that the Yves Saint Laurent Opium body wash seemed to be the one Hera used most often—not only was the bottle already halfway empty, but the scent was familiar to him as well.

Deciding on that, he took a body sponge, pumped a small amount of the fragrant body wash onto it, and began gently scrubbing Hera’s hands and body.

He was careful with his touch, mindful of how soft and delicate her skin was.

He didn’t want to apply too much pressure and risk leaving any marks. His movements were slow and precise, ensuring she was thoroughly cleaned without discomfort.

Just as Zhane handled her with care, the other men who had helped Hera wash up before—like Leo and Xavier—had been just as delicate. And, like him, they had also been baffled by the sheer number of products in her bathroom, struggling to understand the purpose of each one.

After finishing with the body wash, Zhane reached for the body scrub, gently exfoliating Hera’s skin to remove any dead cells. Strangely enough, he found himself enjoying the process—taking care of her in such an intimate yet tender way.

Once he was done, he carefully rinsed out the conditioner from her hair, ensuring every strand was thoroughly washed.

By then, the water in the tub had started to cool, so he drained it and gave Hera one final rinse with warm water.

Reaching for a towel from the side, he gently patted her body dry before wrapping her in a soft bathrobe.

With the towel still draped over his shoulder, as he hadn’t finished drying her hair, he effortlessly lifted her into his arms and carried her back outside.

When he stepped outside, Zhane gently placed Hera on the sofa, carefully adjusting her so she could lean against it comfortably.

He then took the towel on his shoulder and began drying her hair, ensuring it absorbed most of the moisture.

Once her hair was no longer dripping wet, he reached for the hair dryer, setting it to a gentle warmth.

Holding it at a safe distance, he carefully blew her hair dry, making sure to angle the airflow away from her face so the heat wouldn’t disturb her sleep.

“What took you so long in the bathroom? Don’t tell me you couldn’t resist and started doing something sneaky with our girl?” Rafael’s teasing voice came from the doorway.

Zhane barely heard him over the hum of the hair dryer.

He looked up and saw Rafael leaning against the doorframe, a playful smirk on his face.

Behind him, Luke strolled in with his hands tucked into his pockets.

Without a word, Luke sat down on the sofa beside Hera and gently began massaging her legs, ensuring she wouldn’t feel sore in the morning.

“Then why don’t you go inside the bathroom and check out all her products? See if you won’t get confused by the sheer amount of stuff she has,” Zhane retorted with a smirk, knowing full well that if he was already overwhelmed by the number of products, Rafael would be even more so.

Rafael chuckled, deciding not to venture into the bathroom. He remembered how confused they all were the first time they slept in Hera’s room and saw the collection of products.

Though he wasn’t going to admit it, he had been quietly learning about them from his sister.

He even planned to take Hera and his sister shopping soon, so his sister could help him pick out things for Hera.

That way, he’d be better prepared next time, and when he and Hera went out together, he wouldn’t have to worry about the “girly” stuff.

With that thought, Rafael nodded in approval of his plan, confident he was on the right track.