Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 698: She’s About to Make a Move

Aurora frowned, glancing at him, then at the nearby wardrobe.

This VIP hospital room was ridiculous—it was practically a hotel suite, fully equipped with everything.

She knew there was no way she could turn him down. If she didn’t help him, he’d just find another way to torment himself—and her.

So instead of wasting time, she walked over, opened the wardrobe, and pulled out a casual outfit.

Of course, Everett’s clothes were nothing ordinary. Just holding the fabric, she could feel how soft and comfortable it was.

"You’re hooked up to an IV right now, so you can’t change. I’ll just grab a towel and wipe you down," she said.

"Okay," Everett replied, not pushing back.

Aurora couldn’t help feeling like she’d been promoted—or demoted—into Everett’s personal maid. Everything had to go through her.

Everett, on the other hand, was clearly enjoying her care. Aurora had been feeling drained earlier, but strangely enough, being around him now, she didn’t feel tired anymore.

Before long, it was dinner time again.

Naturally, she was the one feeding Everett...

Ugh. This whole miserable maid routine—how long was it going to last? Aurora was already plotting in her head: once he ate, she’d lull him to sleep and then figure out her exit strategy.

But Everett seemed to have read her mind. He refused to sleep, staying completely alert. It wasn’t until 9 p.m. that he finally started to feel a little drowsy.

His fever had broken, and the IV was done. And now he wanted her to help him change clothes.

"You’re about to shower anyway. Why do I need to change you now?" Aurora grumbled.

"Change me now," Everett ordered coldly, like some royal tyrant.

Aurora’s scalp tingled with frustration, but she still grabbed a clean black T-shirt and gently lifted his top.

Which meant she got a full view of his solid chest and those eight sharp abs.

Her cheeks flushed. Everett chuckled. "What? Like what you see? Want a kiss?"

"Everett!" she snapped, glaring at him. She yanked off his shirt a little rougher than necessary and reached for the clean one.

But Everett suddenly yanked her toward him, pulling her straight onto his chest—her lips landing right against his skin.

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It tasted salty! He’d been sweating all day from the fever—his whole body reeked.

Aurora screamed, while Everett burst out laughing.

"Everett! You could’ve done it yourself! I’m done being your maid!"

Fuming, she jumped to her feet, stomping hard.

Everett casually took the shirt from her and put it on himself.

"Alright. Just stay with me for one more hour. Then I’ll shower and rest," he said with a soft smile.

Time with her flew by—it always did. Hours felt like seconds.

Aurora lowered her lashes, silently telling herself she had to find a way to leave. First step: make sure he fell asleep.

"I’m feeling a little tired," Everett suddenly said. "Call Tobias."

Aurora was surprised. Wasn’t she supposed to stay another hour? But if he was ready to sleep, that worked perfectly for her.

Tobias walked in. "Young master, what do you need?"

"Bring me a pair of handcuffs," Everett said.

"What?" Tobias looked confused. Everett shot him a glare. "A chain works too. Just make sure it has a lock."

Tobias glanced at Aurora and immediately got it—Everett was trying to keep her from running off. What a move.

Aurora wasn’t dumb either. She realized it right away and exploded. "Everett! What do you think I am?!"

"A person. People run," Everett replied calmly.

"Ugh! Everett, you’re insane!"

Aurora was livid. Tobias sighed and stepped out, calling someone to find a lockable chain.

A chain was better than handcuffs—at least she’d have a bit more room to move.

Now Tobias actually felt bad for Aurora. He used to dislike her—thought she was lucky the young master had taken a liking to her. But now? Now it was all sympathy, through and through.

The chain arrived.

Everett raised an eyebrow. "Lock Miss Wilson to the headboard."

Aurora nearly exploded. "Everett, what the hell are you doing?! Being with me might actually kill you!"

"Then we die together," Everett said, completely unfazed.

"You have zero respect for me!"

Aurora’s eyes were red with anger. Her emotions were a mess—was it bitterness? surprise? some twisted version of sweetness? She couldn’t tell anymore.

Tobias kept his head down, not daring to speak up for her.

Even though he didn’t agree with this plan either.

Off to the side, Will looked like he was in pain. What was wrong with the young master? The moment he saw this woman, he turned into some kind of obsessed maniac...

"You don’t even respect yourself. How can I respect you?" Everett said slowly, like he was stating the weather.

Aurora’s lips trembled. She pointed at him. "You... what gives you the right to say that I don’t respect myself?"

"You’re in love with me, but all you want to do is run. If that’s not self-disrespect, what is? Aurora, if you could just admit we’re together on Twitter, I wouldn’t have to do any of this."

So, he’d seen right through her avoidance.

Aurora clenched her teeth. Tobias walked over and, after mumbling an apology, snapped the chain around her wrist.

"Everett, you’re going to regret this," Aurora said coldly, her face tight with fury.

Everett smiled. "I won’t."

If he didn’t chain her to him, he was terrified she’d slip away.

Tobias exchanged glances with the others. "But sir... you haven’t showered yet..."

What they meant, of course, was that Aurora hadn’t either.

"Give me the key. All of you, out."

None of them were happy about how much Everett cared about Aurora, but there wasn’t anything they could do. They weren’t him—they didn’t understand how deep, how desperate his love had grown.

Once the others left, Aurora wore a miserable expression. She knew fighting him wouldn’t work. She’d have to sweet-talk her way out of this.

"Everett, I haven’t even showered yet. Why would you lock me up like this?"

"Let me nap first. When I wake up, we’ll shower together."

Shower together?!

Those two words echoed in her brain like a bad ringtone. She cursed silently and shut up.

She needed to rest. If she was going to make a move later, she’d need her strength.

"Don’t even think about running," Everett whispered into her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "Marry me, Aurora. I’m not afraid of dying... Let’s give that old man a heart attack."

Aurora didn’t respond. She just turned away, eyes closed.

Everett pulled her close, wrapping his arm around her waist, inhaling the scent of her hair. Suddenly, everything in his world felt clear and bright.

He slipped the key under the pillow.

Aurora heard it. She knew he’d just hidden it.

Once the key was safely stashed, Everett finally relaxed, a smile curling at his lips as he drifted off to sleep.

After everything, he was genuinely exhausted. The moment his eyes closed, he was out cold.

Aurora listened to his steady breathing.

Sleep? Not a chance. Now that he was out, it was time for her to make her move.