Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 269

Hera had slept for three days straight, so she couldn't sleep anymore that night. She decided to give herself acupuncture. Her body was feeling much better that day.

She got out of bed and prepared to stretch her body. As she passed by Bernard, who was sleeping in the next bed, she inexplicably walked over to him.

His facial features were chiseled and rugged, exuding an air of restrained allure.

His eyes were shut, and his brows were relaxed—signs that he was sleeping soundly.

If he could sleep so deeply now, it meant his condition had improved significantly from before. Hera figured that everything would be fine once he finished his final treatment and got his health back on track with the medication.

At that time, they wouldn't have any sort of relationship anymore, and they wouldn't be living together either. Even meeting casually would require finding an excuse.

At this thought, Hera felt a faint discomfort in her heart. She stared at his flawless face, lost in thought.

Suddenly, she had an idea. She took out her phone, launched the camera app, and discreetly snapped a photo of him.

As she turned to leave, her coat was suddenly grabbed from behind. She turned back to see Bernard, who had woken up at some point, staring at her.

Caught in the act of taking his photo, Hera awkwardly hid her phone behind her back as she tried to maintain a calm facade.

"When did you wake up?"

Bernard was always alert and had heightened senses. He would wake up immediately at the slightest movement. When Hera got out of bed earlier, he was already awake but hadn't moved because he could sense that she was approaching him.

He propped himself up and reached for his phone on the bedside table.

"I just woke up. Do you want to take a picture?"

His voice was slightly hoarse from just waking up. It sounded low and even more pleasant.

Hera didn't know what to say. She felt like he was doing it on purpose.

Before she could say "no", Bernard grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the bed with a strong grip. He leaned in from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.

Lifting his hand, he said, "Come. Look at the camera."

When Hera felt his firm chest against her back, she suddenly hesitated to move.

She raised her eyes to look at the phone. On the screen, it appeared as if Bernard was embracing her from behind. Their intimacy resembled that of a couple deeply in love.

Hera's eyes flickered. The previous embarrassment was completely gone. Something else seemed to be quietly budding in her heart.