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.

was about to get angry again, but then

Bernard’s heart soared.

her,

speechless. She suspected he was doing it on purpose.

to its usual cool demeanor as she looked at him seriously and said, “I miss you.. your steak. I’m hungry.”

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

once you’re discharged. For now, you need to eat light.”

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

was he trying

her face away, determined not to

was a knock on the door, and Bernard called out, “Come

awake, they greeted her. Johnsen noticed

wet patch on Bernard’s

Bernard had been crying secretly.

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

at Bernard and asked, “Did you cry?”

silent as her

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glanced at her and lied smoothly, “The heater was