Chapter 141

Seeing Bernard requesting a kiss with his eyes closed, Hera couldn't help but wonder if he truly saw himself as a sleeping prince. Her cold expression softened slightly with a hint of joy. With Bernard's condition finally stabilized, Hera could now find solace in a peaceful rest. Despite taking a brief nap after completing the surgery, she found herself plagued by dreams of Bernard in the operating room, disturbing her sleep. "Your brain isn't fried, is it?" Hera touched Bernard's forehead with the back of her hand, confirming that his temperature had returned to normal. Sensing her hand on his forehead with his eyes closed, Bernard suddenly felt her presence drawing near, catching a whiff of her faint fragrance. Then, he felt a gentle touch of soft, warm lips lightly pressing against his forehead. Bernard promptly opened his eyes, only to see Hera turning around and calmly heading toward the door. He couldn't help but wonder if that kiss was merely a figment of his imagination