Bernard was quick to take advantage of the situation!
Hera suspected Bernard was doing this on purpose, trying to coax her into saying something like that. But she was glad she managed to cheer him up. Being in a relationship was sometimes more challenging than studying.
"By the way, any updates on the photos I asked you to investigate?" Hera suddenly remembered.
Bernard hesitated. "Not yet, but I did find information about Linda undergoing surgery."
Hera's eyes lit up. "Let me see."
Linda had a scar on her neck from her surgery. Hera had stayed up all night looking into it, but all she could find was that Linda had a tumor in her vocal cord and was diagnosed at Reinland Hospital, but she couldn't find the surgical records.
"It's on my phone," Bernard said, his hands still covered in flour. He stepped aside to let her retrieve it herself.
Hera reached into his pocket, her hand brushing against his thigh through the thin fabric, but she didn't find the phone.
She looked up and met Bernard's amused gaze. She immediately withdrew her hand, realizing he had tricked her.
Bernard chuckled at how cute Hera's embarrassed look was and teased, "It's not like you haven't touched me before. Why are you suddenly shy?"
Hera's pride flared. She grabbed him by the collar and warned, "I advise you not to play with fire, or else..."
Bernard swallowed hard and cocked a brow. "Or else what?"
A sly grin tugged at the corners of Hera's lips. "Or else you'll have to put out the fire you started!"
Her hand darted into his other pocket and swiftly retrieved his phone. She spun around gracefully and moved around the dining table.
Bernard felt speechless.
Hera unlocked his phone and found the files he had mentioned. It was a series of photos showing the consent forms for Linda's vocal cord surgery from 11 years ago. The lead surgeon was Philip Chime.
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