Under the heiress facade

Chapter 711

After all these years, Catherine had already let it all go. She knew she couldn't bring down the Killians and seek justice for Daphne.

Catherine was no longer determined to find out the truth. She was afraid that she might lose everything if she did. She only had a simple wish. She just wanted Hera by her side and for her to be healthy and safe.

"If something had happened to you, what should I have done?" Catherine choked.

Hera felt her shoulder growing damp as Catherine trembled all over. Hera suddenly felt rather guilty.

At that time, she only wanted to prevent Bernard from dying with her. Thus, she did not consider how much her family would worry for her.

"Sorry for making you worry about me," Hera patted Catherine's back while comforting her. "Everything's fine. Look at me. I'm still here, right?"

Catherine looked at Hera's bandaged left arm. Such a severe injury would surely leave a scar behind once healed. She wiped her tears away before affectionately holding Hera's left hand. She then asked in a chiding tone, "Is this even considered fine? Your hand won't look nice anymore if your injury leaves a scar behind."

one knew whether the injury would

just rely on my looks," Hera said, looking unbothered. But Catherine knew that Hera was merely comforting herself. No woman liked having scars. Besides, Hera was a workaholic. An injured hand

At that moment, Bernard's voice suddenly drifted

at the ward entrance. She couldn't help but recall what he said that day. "Don't be afraid.

uncontrollably. So many emotions threatened to overwhelm her, but

you eaten yet?

and reached for the thermos flask on

salad," Douglas said with a smile. Catherine preferred light dishes. Hence, Bernard deliberately asked Douglas to prepare dishes to her preference. The room was a VIP ward that had a couch and a coffee table. Douglas placed the food on the

if she had imagined it wrongly. She

he noticed Hera was staring at him. "Not tired of looking at

rather handsome. That's why I'm looking at

something else?" Bernard spooned some soup and blew on it