Under the Heiress' Facade
Chapter 467

Chapter 467

"It's impossible." The moment Wayne said that, he suddenly remembered Michael Thornton's face pierced with silver needles everywhere. The sheer number of them made him feel terribly uncomfortable.

Wayne vaguely recalled that Michael had a nosebleed as a result of the extremely hot weather and went to Catherine's house early in the morning. Hera pierced many needles on his face for disturbing her sleep. Wayne couldn't help but shudder and reminded Douglas, "Be careful when you go in later. Mr. Killian has given orders that any noise made cannot be above 30 decibels. Otherwise, you'll be kicked out.'

Douglas was shocked. Bernard was asking for too much, and it was only early in the morning.

By noon, Bernard finished all the work required for the morning and entered the kitchen to prepare lunch. Seeing how Hera was still asleep, he took off his apron and entered the bedroom.

As he watched her deep in slumber, he was slightly reluctant to wake her up, but she couldn't not eat. He sat by the bedside and lightly kissed her eyelids first. Once he saw her stir from her sleep, he whispered in her ear, "Sweetie, it's time to wake up."

Hera was fast asleep. When she was rudely awakened, she irritably grabbed the nearby pillow and threw it at him.

"Get lost!" Her voice was extremely hoarse.

Bernard caught the pillow and set it aside. 'Be good. Get up and have something before you go back to sleep. You've already skipped breakfast, so you can't skip lunch. Otherwise, it won't be good for your stomach.'

He kissed her forehead while saying, "Let me help you up, okay?"

"Stop bothering me!" Hera wanted to push his face away. But throwing the pillow earlier seemed to have drained all her energy. She found it difficult to even raise her arm now, and her hand fell limply against Bernard's face.

He kissed her palm. "See, if you don't eat, you won't have any energy. With that, he instantly carried her out from underneath the blankets.

Hera wanted to scream that he was clearly responsible for her current state. Usually, she could go without sleep for two days.

But her throat was terribly dry now, and her voice sounded hoarse. Even speaking felt like a chore. In addition, her body felt weak. Since she had no energy at all, she could only allow Bernard to do as he wished.

He headed to the bathroom to fetch the toiletries before helping Hera brush her teeth and wash her face. Seeing her messy hair, grogginess, and irritated expression, yet still allowing him to help her wash up, made her seem extremely adorable.

"Sweetie, you look really nice this way." He couldn't help but kiss her again.

Hera heard this and suddenly became wide awake. Afraid that he would have his way with her again, she hoarsely said, 'Water."

Bernard immediately gave her a glass of warm water. Hera felt her throat feel much better after drinking the water and said, "Food."

Bernard immediately went out to bring her some risotto topped with bacon bits and personally fed her. The consideration he showed toward her was nowhere close to the man he was last night.

Yet the soreness throughout her body and the shredded clothes on the floor reminded Hera of what happened last night. Once full, she felt as if she had come back to life again.

She looked at Bernard for a moment. "I want my acupuncture kit."

Bernard put away the dishes and suddenly felt uneasy. "Sweetie, what do you need the acupuncture kit for?" Hera smiled. "You fell sick last night, so I have to treat you."