Under the heiress facade

Chapter 263

Hera buried her face in Bernard’s neck. The faint tobacco scent on him gave her a deep sense of security.

She stayed like that for a while, letting the sudden wave of emotion subside before realizing she’d let her guard down.

As she pulled away, she noticed a damp spot on his shirt collar and felt a twinge of embarrassment.

“I’ve been missing the steak you make. I thought I’d never get to taste it again,” Hera said, attempting to mask her feelings with a cough.

Bernard saw right through her and smiled.

“just the steak I make?”

He gently tucked a few stray hairs behind her ear as he spoke. The casual gesture left Hera’s mind in a whirl, and her skin felt warm where his fingers had touched.

Hera avoided his gaze and replied firmly, “Yes.”

“Not the person who makes it? Bernard asked with a hopeful glint in his eye.

Hera remained silent.

she was about to get

Bernard’s heart soared.

resist teasing her,

he was doing it on purpose.

at him seriously and said, “I miss you..

softly. Even for those first three words, he’d

for you once you’re discharged. For now, you need

was mesmerized by Bernard’s smile. He was already devastatingly handsome, but when he smiled, he was even more dazzling, like an angel. It was irresistible

was he trying

away, determined not to fall for his

the door, and

saw Hera awake, they greeted her. Johnsen noticed

the wet patch on Bernard’s collar and

had been crying secretly.

between Bernard and Hera, sensing something amiss. It didn’t seem likely either of them would

and asked, “Did

as her

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glanced at her and lied smoothly, “The heater was set too high. I got hot.”