Under the Heiress' Facade

"Why are you still here?" Hera exclaimed.

Ever since she returned from the Everett residence that day, Bernard had been spending the night here with his health as an excuse.

This morning, she gave him acupuncture treatment and though he left after that, only to find out he was still here.

"This is my house," Bernard replied.

Hera remained silent before responding, "Didn't we agree you wouldn't stay often?" This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"But my health condition depends on you," Bernard said, his profound eyes fixed on her. His deep voice gave the illusion that he was coaxing her.

Hera was rendered speechless by his charm and was momentarily unable to respond.

Bernard's gaze inadvertently moved down from her exquisite face. Hera was wearing a light beige silk slip dress. Below her fair, slender collarbone, her voluptuous figure was subtly seen.

Feeling a dryness in his throat, Bernard suddenly found the sleeping Tiramisu in Hera's arms somewhat bothersome.

He approached closer and brushed aside a strand of hair on her cheek. Then, his knuckles traced down her slender neck. Finally, he gently lifted Tiramisu from her arms.

"Don't spoil it like this."

Hera took a moment to notice his gaze, and her cheeks flushed red. With a thud, she turned away with embarrassment and closed the door.

Tiramisu, suddenly awakened, looked around in confusion at the closed door, then at Bernard, who frowned slightly. It had been in Hera's arms just a moment ago, so how did things change?

"Stop taking advantage of her from now on!" Bernard pointed at Tiramisu's head.

Tiramisu gazed at Bernard in confusion.

Hera leaned against the door inside her room with her heart racing. She was used to living alone, so she wore casual clothing. She hadn't expected Bernard to still be here.

His earlier words had already left her at a loss, so she could only pretend to be calm. Now, facing this embarrassing situation, her heart raced uncontrollably.

Hera pressed her chest and reminded herself not to be fooled by his appearance.

She couldn't easily trust anyone from the Killian family until she avenged Daphne's death and cleared Lucius' name. She would leave here once she acquired the Eclipse Stone and helped him cure his illness!

…

Outside the room, Bernard had just finished taking a cold shower and was glancing at Hera's closed door with a slight frown. Countless women were obsessed with his looks, yet Hera continued to keep her distance from him.

"Why is the girl who used to be so close to me now keeping her distance?" Bernard typed the question into his browser, but the search results were unsatisfactory.

Just then, his phone rang. It was Aaron calling. "Bernard, come out and have fun at the Imperial Hotel," Aaron suggested.

Bernard checked the time. It was already 11:00 pm, so he rejected Aaron's invitation.

"The Casanova, Shaun Thompson is back. Come and learn something from him," Aaron suggested again.

Bernard's gaze shifted toward Hera's door. "I'll be there in 20 minutes."

…

On the fourth floor of the Imperial Hotel, the atmosphere in a certain private room was lively with colorful lights, intoxicating music, and glasses clinking.

Bernard, in a black shirt, sat on the couch while swirling the ice in his glass. The lights accentuated his facial features, making him look unduly handsome.

With his appearance, he attracted a few provocatively dressed women, but they did not dare to approach him as they were deterred by his intimidating demeanor.