<h4>Chapter 356: Uncovering the Issue</h4>


    As soon as E began to speak, all her pent-up frustration started pouring out. She turned her head away from Eric, unwilling to look at his stony expression.


    "When did you ever call me?" Eric asked.


    "Eric, stop pretending. You know I hate it when people act oblivious!" E’s eyes filled with tears, her expression pained. "That foreign woman—was she really so irresistible? If strangers don’t believe me... can’t you at least trust me?"


    Eric frowned. "That’s impossible! You never called me!"


    But... E wouldn’t lie about something like this. Something didn’t add up.


    E, feeling hurt and frustrated, turned her head away, but remembering what Amelia and Lauren had told her, she took a deep breath, deciding not to keep arguing with him.


    Seeing her tear-streaked face, Eric’s heart softened. They hadn’t seen each other in days. He gently wiped the tears from her cheeks.


    "Alright, stop crying... It was my fault, okay?"


    He pulled her close, not caring that she was soaking wet, and held her tightly.


    E wrapped her arms around his waist, letting out muffled sobs.


    "Stop crying, silly girl."


    "But you let that awful woman answer your phone and insult me!" Strong and confident as she usually was, E was surprisingly sensitive at this moment.


    Eric gently pushed her back to look into her eyes seriously. "I didn’t. Now, I’m going to do a little test. Just wait here."


    Leaving the bathroom, he returned a momentter with both his and her phones.


    Eric’s face was set with determination. No point in arguing endlessly; he knew he hadn’t let anyone else answer her calls. But he also knew E wouldn’t use him falsely, so the best solution was to test it.


    E watched as he used her phone to dial his number.


    She felt a sudden warmth in her chest. At least he was handling this calmly, without holding a grudge for her earlier attitude.


    Eric held E’s phone to his ear, listening to the dialing tone.


    But his phone remained silent.


    E stared, stunned, at his idle phone. It was on, but... the call was somehow reaching someone else’s phone? How was this possible? She’d saved his number, and it was correct.


    "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavable," the automated voice finally stated, as if the other party had realized something and turned off the phone.


    Eric held up both phones, showing her. "See? When we call my number from your phone, it gets redirected somewhere else... Is it a virus, or...?"


    Eric’s face darkened as he let out a coldugh, his eyes shing with anger. He quickly dialed his brother Vivian’s number. "David, give me an exnation. Why are my wife’s calls to me being redirected to someone else’s phone?"


    All this time, he’d thought E just didn’t care enough to call him.


    "This is odd! Must be something Vivian orchestrated—cut her some ck, though, Eric. You know she’s crazy about you, can’t you let this one slide?" David’s voice was lighthearted, trying to smooth things over for his sister.


    "Hmph. This better be thest time." If it hadn’t been for David helping him out of a rough patch back in college, Eric wouldn’t have let him off so easily.


    "It was just a misunderstanding," Eric exined, exhaling deeply. "Looks like the programmer set our calls to be forwarded without any notice."


    E turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.


    With a sigh, Eric put his phone down, moved closer, and gently wrapped his arms around her waist. "Alright, it’s all cleared up now. Don’t stay mad at me."


    Well... it seemed our proud Mr. Nelson had finally set aside his pride.


    E pouted, "Who was that woman, anyway?"


    "My assistant. But don’t worry; I fired her yesterday. She’s out of the picture."


    "Oh, so now I’m the jealous one, am I?"


    "You’re absolutely the jealous one!" Eric teased, kissing her forehead. "I shouldn’t have... I shouldn’t have spoken to you like thatst night. I’m sorry."


    E looked up at him, a bit mollified. "Eric... I shouldn’t have insisted either, but I only asked you twice, and you snapped at me."


    "Alright, alright. No more snapping at you in the future!"


    "Oh, there’s a ’future’ now, is there?" she asked, frowning at him yfully.


    Eric raised an eyebrow. "Fine, no more future then. By the way, I’ve arranged for Henry’s doctor to transfer him to Country W in a few days."


    E’s expression darkened with worry. Henry’s condition wasn’t looking good; the doctors had warned that if he didn’t wake up within three weeks, he might end up in a vegetative state permanently.


    "Don’t dwell on it," Eric whispered, pulling her closer as his gaze swept over her wet form, desire evident in his eyes. He leaned in, unable to resist her any longer.


    Just as his lips met hers, E pushed him away. "Wait... isn’t it morning already?"


    Eric looked exasperated. "What else did you think? Next time you drink, I’ll pull out that little tongue of yours!"


    E shrank back yfully as he lowered himself again, the sound of sshing water filling the room, her heartbeat quickening with each ripple...


    After some intense moments in the bathroom, E finallyy sprawled out on the bed,pletely drained. Eric carefully dried her hair with a towel, then finished with a blow dryer until it was mostly dry.


    Eyes closed, E let her hair drape off the edge of the bed, feeling her sorrow and pain from the past few days slip away. She sighed inwardly, realizing howforting it was to have her husband by her side.


    Once he put the blow dryer away, Eric climbed into bed next to her.


    "This time, I managed to get some of Lucas’s hair in Country W."


    "Hair?" E’s eyes widened. "What on earth do you need hair for?"


    "Come on, silly. DNA testing, of course!" Eric shot her a look.


    E pressed her lips together, her tone turning wistful. "But... it’s been so many years. Mom’s not around anymore. What’s the point of finding my birth father now?"


    "From what I gathered, there’s more to the story than meets the eye. I didn’t dig too deeply yet, but when I’ve got more information, I’ll share it with you," Eric said, closing his eyes. He was finally able to rx after an intense few days and nights, with the time difference between Country W and Country S adding to his exhaustion.


    The tenderness they’d just shared had managed to wash away their tensions.


    E reached over to massage his back. "You must be exhausted. You probably didn’t get any sleep while you were in Country W."


    "Yeah. I’m pretty wiped out," Eric replied simply, not hiding his fatigue.


    E sat up, eagerly massaging and patting his back. "You’ve worked so hard, hubby. Are you hungry? Should I ask Mrs. Harris to make you some noodles?"


    "No need. I just ate my fill," Eric said with a smirk, prompting E to give him a light punch on the back.