Under the Heiress' Facade
Chapter 742

Chapter 742

"No, I want to do it now!" Hera forcefully pinned Bernard against the wall.

He was already heated from her teasing, but he held back his desires whenever he thought about the baby in her.

"Sweetie, don't do this..." He tried to push her away but was careful not to use much force because he didn't want to hurt her.

However, she misunderstood his reaction. "Are you playing hard to get?"

She bit her lower lip and narrowed her eyes. The little tinge of red in her eyes made her look both seductive and wild.

Bernard's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes darkened. She was being too wild today!

The intimacy thickened in the air. The moment they took their clothes off, someone's phone rang. Hera was speechless at the unbidden disruption.

"Sweetie, it's your phone," reminded Bernard, who finally found the chance to escape from this.

She was reluctant to answer the call, so it hung up automatically. But it rang again. Left with no choice, she left the shower and grabbed her phone.

"Gideon?" She picked up the call and glanced back at Bernard, who quickly put on his clothes.

"Hera, do you have time now? Could you come to Twilight Club?" Gideon sounded awkward.

Noticing that something was off from his tone, she answered, "Okay. Give me the room number."

"I'll message you. Bring your acupuncture kit too," he emphasized.

The acupuncture kit?

She frowned. "What happened? Are you hurt?"

"Not me, but my friend. It's not really an injury... It's just..." He hesitated. "It's a long story. You'll know when you get here."

"Okay." She hung up the call and took a quick cold shower before changing into dry clothes. Bernard noticed that she was getting ready to go out. "Where are you going at this hour?" Hera slid her feet on her shoes. "To meet another man."

"No way you're stepping out of here, then." He blocked her way instantly.

Seeing that he took her seriously, she clucked her tongue in annoyance. "It's a joke. Gideon seems to be in trouble. I'm going to check on him."

"Where is he?" He frowned slightly.

"Twilight Club,"

The crease between his brows deepened. Going out at this late hour was already worrying enough, but Twilight Club? He grabbed his car keys without hesitation. "I'm coming with you."

She glanced at his bulging member. "I don't think you should go out like this."

He let out a wry cough. "It'll calm down soon."

His member would calm down as long as she didn't tease him again.

Half an hour later, Hera was standing in front of the room Gideon mentioned. She pressed the bell, and the door opened instantly.

While they were on their way here, Hera had imagined someone else putting Gideon into some kind of trouble. But now that she was here, she realized that he was alone in the room.

Something was odd about his face. His ears were red, and he looked anxious. The collar of his shirt was unbuttoned and wrinkled with a faint red lipstick stain on his skin underneath the fabric.

The bed was a mess, and there were women's clothes scattered on the floor, including a skirt and lingerie. Hera couldn't help but overthink at the suggestive scene.

"What happened, Gideon?" She arched her eyebrow at him.

"Hera, you're finally here." He coughed wryly. "I didn't have any female friends living nearby, so I didn't know who else to call. She doesn't want to go to the hospital, so you're the only one I can seek help from. Could you help me check on her?"

It was only then that Hera noticed that the bathroom was occupied. "Is it your girlfriend?"

He quickly denied it, "No! She's... barely a friend."

His face looked awkward.