Chapter 291: Under Control
Eric carefully blow-dried Ella’s hair, taking a small section at a time between his fingers before moving on to the next. His meticulous care made her smile, and the cloud of gloom that had hung over her all day finally lifted, revealing a sense of peace and happiness.
"Honey, you’re so good to me!" Ella said sweetly. "I feel like I really hit the jackpot marrying you! Most women who marry into rich families have to sign contracts or something, like they’re being tested to make sure they’re not just after the money. But you’ve never doubted me, not even once."
Eric chuckled softly. "You’re already wealthy yourself. Why would you care about my money?"
Ella’s heart warmed even more, her eyes filled with affection as the gentle breeze from the hair dryer brushed her ears, causing them to flush a light red.
Once Eric had dried her hair to about ninety percent, he set the hairdryer down and, with a playful grin, rolled onto the bed next to her.
Ella reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Are you hungry? Should I cook something for you?"
"No need," Eric replied, squeezing her nose affectionately. "Mrs. Harris will be back tomorrow, so you won’t need to make late-night snacks for me anymore. You can keep being my pampered lady who doesn’t lift a finger."
Ella pouted playfully. "But I enjoy cooking for you."
Some people say that cooking is a woman’s essential skill. While Ella didn’t necessarily agree, she did believe that occasionally cooking for the man she loved added a bit of fun and intimacy to their relationship.
"Thank you, sweetheart," Eric said with a soft smile, gently kissing her earlobe.
Ella shivered slightly, like a shy girl experiencing her first love, and buried her face in his chest.