Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 172

The sad truth was that Douglas never got to go on a vacation

On the way home, Bernard’s car got stuck in a traffic jam, thanks to the evening rush hour. Typically speaking, they could reach Skyview Heights in over ten minutes. But they were stack in the jam for half an hour this time. Unfortunately, they had yet to reach their destination

Hera leaned against the seat while playing on her phone. Suddenly, she felt something weighing her shoulder down. It turned out that Bernard had rested his head against her shoulder.

She harmed to see Bernard’s face, which was magnified before her. Did he fall asleep on her shoulder?

Only when Hera was staring at Beard from this angle did she rear how thick and long his eyelashes actually were. Now that his eyes were closed, his eyelashes were able to cast down crescent shadows on the spot under his eyes.

Bernard’s skin was smoother than that of a regular woman’s. The outlines of his tallnose and sharp jaw were accentuated even more, thanks to the glow of the streetlights.

Anyone would killed to have a face as gorgeous as Bernard’s.

Hera’s mind began to wander as she stared at Bernard blankly.

Douglas focused on driving the whole time. Once the jam finally cleared up, he put his foot on the gas pedal and sped down the road

Skyview Heights was just right ahead. Douglas stole a glance in the rearview mirror at that moment, only to get stabbed in the heart at the sweet and tender sight.

were to stop the car now, would Bernard wake up from the jolt? Would

the car earlier. Realization downed on him as he steered

drove past the gateway of

that this was for the sake of Bemard’s tore happiness. In a way, he was also doing this for

three laps around Skyview Heights.

as Douglas was about to do the fourth lap, the security pod posted at the gateway couldn’t hold himself back any longer. He could recognize the license plate number belonging to one of the apartment’s inhabitants,

find the entrance properly? You’ve already done three laps around the area,

the brakes abruptly. Even Bernard

in the car fell silent for

to avoid bringing up what had happened in

take his medicine on time. Then, she returned to her room to

bed in her pajamas. She then tapped on WhatsApp before switching to Shadow’s WhatsApp

the part where he wanted her to become his wife. Her thought for a few moments before

awhile before

opened the photo album. She was about to send a photo to the grandmaster when her

answered it, she heard Gino’s voice

you didn’t even call me back!

It was then she remembered having spotted Gino’s missed calls in the afternoon, but she had completely forgotten to call him.back.

“What’s the matter?”

there’s nothing going on? Why aren’t you coming

hang up on Gino the moment she heard his complaints. Instead, she swiped the calling interface

her hands on the century–old pardyroot. That was when she saw