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.

silence made Bernard worry she was about to get angry again, but

Bernard’s heart soared.

her,

was speechless. She suspected he was doing

looked at him seriously and said, “I miss you.. your steak. I’m hungry.”

for those first three words, he’d

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

He was already devastatingly handsome, but when he smiled, he was even more dazzling, like an angel. It was

was he trying to seduce?

her face away, determined not to fall for

a knock on the door,

thermal containers. When they saw Hera awake, they greeted her. Johnsen noticed the empty TV bag and helped remove

wet patch on Bernard’s collar and

wondered if Bernard had been crying

gaze shifted between Bernard and Hera, sensing something amiss. It didn’t seem

at Bernard and asked, “Did you cry?”

silent as her

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her and lied smoothly, “The heater was set too