Under the Heiress' Facade



After getting into the car, Hera finally felt better after having the tiramisu cake Bernard had brought for her.

Hera took a shower once they arrived at the house. She was so tired that she couldn't be bothered to blow dry her hair and went to bed immediately.

Meanwhile, Bernard fed Tiramisu before getting rid of its poo. By the time he returned, he noticed Hera had fallen asleep with the towel wrapped around her hair.

He went over and reminded her gently, "Sweetie, you should dry your hair before going to bed. Otherwise, you'll get a headache."

Since Hera did not move, Bernard had no choice but to bring the hairdryer over and help dry her hair.

Although the hair dryer was rather noisy, it did not interrupt Hera's sleep at all. The operation seemed to have taken up a lot of her energy, making Bernard feel sorry for her.

After drying her hair and covering her with the blankets, Bernard kissed Hera on the forehead before getting up to leave.

After sleeping for the entire day, Hera woke up and happened to see Bernard dressed in his pajamas. He lay beside her. His intense gaze was fixed on her while he was propped up on one arm.

Seeing that she was awake, Bernard's deep gaze shifted slightly before remarking, "You're finally awake."

The word "finally" made Hera wonder whether he had been watching her sleeping for a long time. That made him sound like a pervert.

"Why aren't you asleep?" She reached for her phone by the bedside and checked the time. It was 12:00 am.

Bernard bent his head to kiss her forehead. "I'm jet-lagged, so I can't sleep."

Hera reached out to prevent him from coming closer. "Are you not tired at all?"

Bernard hummed in response.

"Then, let's do something meaningful, shall we?" Hera hooked her fingers at the edge of his bathrobe.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Her eyes held a hint of humor, making her look beautiful and seductive. She was like an irresistible enchantress.

Bernard's Adam's apple bobbed. Just as he was about to pin himself on top of Hera, she suddenly got out of bed from the other side.

Bernard was rendered speechless. He felt as if he had been tricked.

Before walking out through the bedroom door, Hera turned back to cast him a devilish smirk. "Come with me."

"What are you up to now?" Bernard raised an eyebrow before getting up to follow Hera.

He suddenly had a bad gut feeling when he watched her enter the study. Soon, his guess proved to be right.

Hera pulled out a stack of design drafts from the drawer and spread them on the table. "What do you think of my design? I'm planning to develop a multifunctional Almedical robot."

Recently, Hera had become very inspired while working on the chip development and discussing with Johnson ways to awaken Harvey. Although many technology companies had proposed the concept of creating Al medical robots, none of them had developed one successfully. In the past, Hera also wasn't certain what she would major in college. Now, she had an idea of what major she wanted to go for.

Bernard was speechless. Indeed, Hera had tricked him.

"Is this what you mean by something meaningful?" He wrapped his arms around her from behind and nibbled on her soft earlobe as a punishment. "What else would it be?" Hera raised an eyebrow before continuing her explanation, "I plan to input all the medical techniques I know into the robot.

"It'll suggest a treatment for the

patients based on their medical data. That would reduce a significant burden on medical staff, and Grandma wouldn't have to be so tired What are you doing? Put me down!"

Hera had not finished speaking, but Bernard carried her bridal style and walked out of the study, refusing to let her go.

"It's not a bad idea, but let's not talk

about work since it's time to relax. Let's do something that I consider to be more meaningful. For example, we can make a baby. I'm sure it'll be faster than assembling a robot."

Hera's face turned warm. "Stop fooling around! ver said I'd have children with you! Quickly put me down!"

Bernard retorted, "If not with me, who else would it be? That childhood sweetheart of yours, who claims to be your fiancé?"