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.

about to get angry again, but

Bernard’s heart soared.

couldn’t resist teasing her, “Who do

suspected he was doing it

cool demeanor as she looked at him

first three words, he’d make her steaks for

cook it for you once you’re discharged. For now,

he smiled, he was even more dazzling, like an angel.

trying

her face away, determined not to fall for his charm.

on the door, and Bernard called out, “Come

carrying thermal containers. When they saw Hera awake, they greeted her.

on the wet patch on Bernard’s collar and asked,

Bernard had been crying secretly.

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

glanced at Bernard and asked, “Did

as

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lied smoothly, “The heater was set