Under the heiress facade

Hera continued to stay silent.

Bernard asked again, "Is it really an after-effect?"

Hera picked up the pillow on the bed to throw it at him.

Bernard caught the pillow and chuckled. He decided to stop messing with her and threw the pillow back to the bed. He then got ready to take a shower.

When he took off his clothes, he noticed in the mirror that the scars on his chest seemed to have become lighter.

Bernard looked all over his body and noticed that the grisly scars had really faded. Even the old scar on his waist and the newly acquired one on his thigh were lighter, especially the new scar.

He turned around, his back facing the mirror. The big scars on his back had also faded.

His gaze flickered as his heart warmed and the corners of his lips lifted unconsciously.

He quickly showered and went out. Hera had already worn her jacket and was playing with her phone on the couch.

"Sweetie, did you really not do anything when I was asleep? I noticed that my scars look much lighter," Bernard asked as he got dressed.

him. "They looked really ugly, so I put on some ointment.

one will care about that. You're the only one who

clicked her tongue. "Won't you feel burdened when you

all the times he got injured whenever he saw

should

room drop. She watched him, and for a moment, she realized that this was the

I can

cold air emanating from him disappeared immediately, as if what happened

now, she still hadn't seen every side

and get food. I'm so hungry." Hera took

out, Bernard glanced at the silver laptop on the couch that was blocked by Hera just now. He remembered

...

this hour, the chefs at the Imperial Hotel were already off

other at the long table. Neither of them

48 hours. When he turned on his

Raven breached Astral Nova's firewall. His