Chapter 318
As Hera spoke, she deftly tied up her long hair in a braid that hung down her back
“Alright,” Bernard replied as he finished sending his messages. Then, he switched off his phone and lay down.
Hera rolled up her sleeves, exposing her fair, slender arm. She glanced at Bernard’s loose, baggy bathrobe, then went into the bathroom before coming out and tossing him a towel, “Take off your bathrobe.”
Hera picked up a gold needle and wiped it with alcohol Under the light, the needle glinted with a cold flash
She turned to look at him. “Do you want to know how it feels to be half–paralyzed?”
Bernard just stared at her. He realized that he shouldn’t be flirting with a woman who was focused on her work.
He took off his bathrobe and used the towel to cover his nether regions. Like a fair maiden awaiting her prince, he lay on the water bed expectantly.
Hera just rolled her eyes. She fixed the water bed’s temperature before starting the acupuncture. She was already familiar with his pressure points, and the way she administered the needles was smooth and practiced.
In a short while, Bernard was covered from head to toe in needles. All 16 of the main gold needles were custom–made by Bernard. The rest were silver
needles.
Hera observed Bernard’s expression. His expression was relaxed, and his breathing was steady. It seemed like the effects had kicked in, and he had fallen asleep.
Half an hour later, she removed all the needles and stored them. Then, she just lay on the bedside and started admiring his features.
He was probably exposed to the elements daily when he was in the army. How did he manage to have such army for so long?
h tender and smooth skin despite being in the
Her gaze moved downward and stopped at the heart–wrenching scars on h other patch of skin that was unmarred
on his chest. His face was
probably the only
only intact area on his body. There was no
She got up and took out two black bottles from her bag. One contained an almond–colored powder, and the other contained a transparent liquid. She mixed them and gently applied the ointment to the scars on his body.
She treated the scars on his chest and waist. Then, her gaze landed on the towel. Her slender fingers pinched the corner of the towel and tugged it to the side, exposing the scar on his left thigh
the side of the
Hera’s face started getting hot. She glanced at Bernard furtively to make sure that he was still last asleep. Then, she knelt on one knee on the bed and bent over him to spread the ointment on his thigh
She had no idea why she was so nervous, After all, she was just treating his wounds.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang
Hera jolted, and the knee that was precariously balanced on the bedside slipped. The water bed was too soft, and she didn’t dare to let go of the ointment In her hand. Her other hand couldn’t find any support, so her body lost its balance.