Under the Heiress' Facade
Chapter 519

Chapter 519

Bernard's eyes were bloodshot due to his lack of sleep, and he had noticeable dark circles. There was some stubble on his chin as well.

Compared to his usual groomed self, he looked rather sloppy now. However, his handsome features made him seem rather rugged.

Hera was taken aback for a few seconds before coming to her senses. "Why are you back here?"

"You have terrible love interests surrounding you, and I was afraid you'd be taken away. So, I pulled an all- nighter to finish my work and came back early," Bernard explained while shutting the back door.

Hera watched him put the key into his briefcase and scowled. 'Who cares about your work? I'm asking who allowed you to return? Give me back the keys!' While speaking, she extended her hand for the keys.

Bernard naturally would not give the keys to her and pointed to the eastern wing. "My lab is still here." Hera would usually prepare her medication in the northern wing and rarely went to the lab in the eastern wing. Therefore, the laboratory door typically remained shut.

Occasionally, Bernard would go there to run some minor experiments. The lab had many bottles, jars, and chemical instruments. Thus, there were far too many things to move out in one night.

"When will you replace a place and move all of these out?' Hera questioned.

"I'm not moving," Bernard replied while opening the door to the eastern wing.

Hera realized that Bernard's suitcase and things from the western wing had been brought over to the eastern wing.

She laughed in exasperation. 'So, was it a lie when you told me that night that the courtyard house belongs to me and you'd move out?

"The courtyard is yours. Here's the property deed," Bernard said earnestly before taking a document from his briefcase.

Hera checked it and discovered that her name and identification number were in order. She suddenly felt rather conflicted.

Bernard took out two rental agreements as well. 'Ms. Youngworth, could you rent this wing of the house to me?

"Many chemical instruments here are not convenient to move. Most importantly, I made a vow with my beloved here. I wish to fulfill our promise after I win her back...

"Got it, so stop spouting nonsense. The rent will be charged three times the market rate," Hera interrupted, not giving him a chance to continue.

She knew very well that it truly wasn't easy to relocate some of these chemical instruments. Besides, this used to be his place, and she had taken advantage of the situation.

She also remembered the voice recording of them getting back together. She wanted to see how Bernard would try his best to win her over, and she had a good reason now.

Hera did not fully trust him, but she knew that he was rather capable.

Seeing how quickly she agreed, Bernard couldn't help but tease her despite benefiting more than she did from the situation.

"The rent amount is up to you. After all, my money is your money from now on."

"Shut up. If you spout nonsense again, I won't rent the place to you anymore," Hera warned, making Bernard immediately shut his mouth.

"I need you to do something for me.' Hera requested.

"I'm always at your service 24 hours a day." Bernard looked at her seriously, looking as obedient as a wolf that

was wagging its tail.

Hera noticed how tired he was and waved her hand for him to quickly leave. "Whatever. Go sleep first. We can talk later."

Bernard straightened his posture. "As you say, Ms. Youngworth. But I'll be sleeping here."

Hera frowned slightly. 'There's no bed here. Where will you even sleep?'

"I can sleep on the floor,' Bernard answered.

Hera folded her arms across her chest and nodded as if she was about to see something interesting. "Alright, go ahead."

This lab had a changing room and bathroom facilities, which were used while changing for the experiments. But no beds were available here.

Hera wanted to see what tricks Bernard had up his sleeve. She watched him open his luggage and take a few tailor-made clothes before placing them on the floor one by one, leaving her speechless.