Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 152

“you left in a hurry, claiming you were coming back to check on Tiramisu Yet here you are, meeting that guy?” Bemand questioned, his expression souring

lancing at Christopher, whom he recognized as Aaron’s cousin, Bernard scotted again. He was clearly physically superior to Christopher, so he couldn’t fathom why Hera would accept Christopher’s bouquet

Demard had thought Train was his only competition, but apparently, there was this guy tool

“That’s one of your concem, Herareplied, remembering he hadn’t explained himself either when he was alone with other women

“You’re underage, so I forbid you to date!” named retorted.

“Lalso forbade you from moving around, and yet you’re here,” He stated, her displeasure evident as she stared at him in the wheelchair.

Despite the biting winter cold, Bernard was clad only in thin casual attire, his hands on the armrest tuming ashen from the chill

He wondered why he was there alone in such weather, judging by the red stain near his left thigh on his pants, Hera assumed his wound had been reopened.

“Do you really want to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchart?” Hera asked, her brows furrowed

Even though the surgery was successful, his wound still required time to fully heal. He couldn’t help but question whether and truly cared about his health.

Sensing her anger, Berard lowered his gaze to his legs and said. “Aaron needs to go on a mission, so he decided to send me back.”

He then raised his head and looked into Hera’s eyes, his eyes tinged with innocence. “He didn’t even have the time to send me back to my unit, leaving me here alone”

Hera quietly observed him, and at his skill at playing the victim

at the rearview mirror, be noticed a black cout in the backseat. He

Skynew Heights, Hera questioned Bernard

on vacation,Bemard replied without

gazed at himinence.

Slower Heights, suddenly received a message from Bernard. The message read, “Don’t come back. You’re on

lett puzzled by the

Hea handed Bernard the bouquet and pushed his wheelchair

the bouquet, Bern and scotted in disdain at those 30

Black & Hera heard a noise from the peby trash can in she reached for the elevator button.

to see a big bouquet forcefully thrown into the non–recyclable trash bin, with a few pink rose petals scattered on the ground.

it was her bouquet,

I couldn’t hold onto it. It just slipped out of my grasp 1boy you anotherone,” Berned replied casually, already searching foreby

left speechless, Beard’s response deeply impressed a man standing next to

Hera was greeted by Tiramisu as soon as she

since Tiramisu had seen Bera, so

the little pig in one hand while guiding Bemand’s

on the heater and fetched blanket to cover and

remarked, “Take off your pants once you’ve warmed up. I’ll take a

who sat motionless

them off?” Demand pleaded

quietly looked at his thigh Due to the upcy of the spy, she hadn’t paid much attention

close to his groin. If the bullet

she contemplated the potential severity of his injury.

at Tiramu, suddenly finding it adecable. However,

holding a rolkal kit is one hand and a pair of scissers in the other, approached him without hesitation, she began to

trousers, revealing the wound beneath. As she had anticipated, the wound had reopened,

silver needles from her kit and word them to stem the bleeding. After cleaning