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

drove away from Skyview Heights, he suddenly sheezed. Glancing at the rearview mirror, be noticed a black cout in the backseat. He cursed.

at the entrance of Skynew Heights, Hera questioned Bernard

vacation,Bemard replied

at himinence.

Douglas, who was sent to buy some bottled water near Slower Heights, suddenly received a message from Bernard. The message read, “Don’t come back. You’re on vacation.

puzzled

and pushed

and scotted in disdain at those 30 pink roses.

Hand Bernard arrived at Black & Hera heard a noise from the peby

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

it was her bouquet,

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

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

Hera was greeted by Tiramisu as soon

while since Tiramisu had seen Bera, so it enthusiastically

Tiramis Hera exclaimed, Liting the little pig in one hand while guiding Bemand’s wheelchair with

fetched blanket to cover and before

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

turned to Bernard, who

please help me take them off?”

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

cloth obstructing her view, she finally realized the wound was quite close to his groin. If the bullet had dermabed a little more, Nemænd might have lost his manhood.

on,” Hera said, feeling a twinge of sympathy for Bernard as she contemplated the potential severity of his injury. Setting Tiramisu down, she tumed

it adecable. However, his smile didn’t

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

revealing the wound beneath.

and word them to stem the bleeding. After cleaning the woteid, she applied