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Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 141

Seeing Bernard requesting a kiss with his eyes closed, Hera couldn't help but wonder if he truly saw himself as a sleeping prince. Her cold expression softened slightly with a hint of joy.

With Bernard's condition finally stabilized, Hera could now find solace in a peaceful rest. Despite taking a brief nap after completing the surgery, she found herself plagued by dreams of Bernard in the operating room, disturbing her sleep.

"Your brain isn't fried, is it?"

Hera touched Bernard's forehead with the back of her hand, confirming that his temperature had returned to normal.

Sensing her hand on his forehead with his eyes closed, Bernard suddenly felt her presence drawing near, catching a whiff of her faint fragrance. Then, he felt a gentle touch of soft, warm lips lightly pressing against his forehead.

Bernard promptly opened his eyes, only to see Hera turning around and calmly heading toward the door. He couldn't help but wonder if that kiss was merely a figment of his imagination.

"Where are you going?"

He let out a loud groan.

He propped himself up, accidentally aggravating his wound and causing a sharp pain that nearly made him faint.

Hera immediately turned around and gently pushed him back onto the bed.

"Stay put if you don't want to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair!"

"Yes, ma'am," Bernard replied with a smile, appreciating her care.

He couldn't help but notice the blush on her face, confirming that the kiss had indeed been real.

"What are you smiling at?"

Hera noticed his smile.

"You can't just flirt and run off like that. You've got to take responsibility," Bernard teased.

He reached out a hand and lightly tugged at the hem of Hera's uniform, which she had been wearing for two days straight. His pale face had a pitiful look that was reminiscent of a helpless puppy.

Hera stared at him silently, her cheeks flushing even more deeply as she remembered the impulsive kiss she had given him on the forehead.

Pulling his hands away, Hera retorted seriously, "Professor Killian, I'm leaving because you didn't trust my medical skills. Nothing more."

Hera believed that Bernard's lack of trust was evident in his decision not to inform her about his injuries. It suited her fine since she didn't fully trust him either. Ultimately, their relationship was simply a partnership.

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