Chapter 83

"Why are you still here?" Hera exclaimed. Ever since she returned from the Everett residence that day, Bernard had been spending the night here with his health as an excuse. This morning, she gave him acupuncture treatment and though he left after that, only to find out he was still here. "This is my house," Bernard replied. Hera remained silent before responding, "Didn't we agree you wouldn't stay often?" "But my health condition depends on you," Bernard said, his profound eyes fixed on her. His deep voice gave the illusion that he was coaxing her. Hera was rendered speechless by his charm and was momentarily unable to respond. Bernard's gaze inadvertently moved down from her exquisite face. Hera was wearing a light beige silk slip dress. Below her fair, slender collarbone, her voluptuous figure was subtly seen. Feeling a dryness in his throat, Bernard suddenly found the sleeping Tiramisu in Hera's arms somewhat bothersome. He approached closer and brushed aside a strand of