Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 153

Bernard had always prided himself on his self–discipline. No matter how seductive the women he encountered during his missions, he never lost his composure. However, Hera effortlessly shattered his self–discipline.

Propping his right leg, Bernard tried to conceal his awkward reaction from Hera. Assuming she might have touched his wound, Hera remained still as he instructed, lying on his sturdy chest and enveloped by his faint tobacco scent.

Sensing the warmth, Hera could feel the firmness of his chest and abdomen muscles beneath his shirt. Recalling the photo Bernard had mistakenly sent her last time, she suddenly felt the desire to trace his muscular lines.

However, she quickly brushed aside such an inappropriate thought, feeling the flush on her cheeks and the confusion in her mind.

As their breaths intertwined, Hera could hear their heartbeats loud and clear, unable to distinguish her heartbeat from his. It felt like the temperature in the room had risen.

After a long pause, Bernard broke the silence. “I think I need a shower.” A cold shower, to be exact.

Hera promptly got up and cleared her throat before saying. “No, your wound can’t get wet.”

However, knowing Bernard’s hygienic habits, she presumed he wouldn’t be able to sleep without a shower. Reluctantly, she said, “If you insist, you can opt to wipe your body…”

could offer to wash the towel for

alright then,” Bernard gently

the doorbell rang, breaking the awkwardness

her face with cold water before answering the

at the door, holding a large bouquet of

Youngworth. Please

at the bouquet in disbeliet she hadn’t expected Bernard to actually buy her another bouquet. Moreover, she was

bouquet, she promptly snapped a picture and

to Hera. Instead of answering immediately, Hera retreated to her room upstairs before picking

asked anxiously once the call connected, her

Hera decided it was more appropriate to use

something juicy was brewing, remembering Hera had addressed him as Bernard

realizing she had instinctively addressed Bernard by his nickname, Hera quickly became

composure, Hera didn’t seem to be herself whenever she was around

keep calling him Uncle Bernard. That would boost his ego,” Hera explained, trying to convince herself

point

“Stop t