Facade

Chapter 194 

It was unknown whether Hera’s comforting embrace or Bernard’s aggravating words were the ones working wonders, for Tiramisu looked a lot better after a while. Not only did in 

stop shivering, but it also jumped to the floor and began sniffing around the plane, as though it was exploring a brand new territory. 

Bemard told Douglas to keep an eye on Tiramisu before taking Hera back to the bedroom. “You can take a few photos of me here for now! 

Hera accepted the camera mutely. She began to tinker with the camera to findout how to use it 

The moment she raised ber head, Bernard had already taken off his jacket and shirt, revealing his sculpted and scarred body, 

Needless to say, Hera was rendered speechless. 

Based on how quickly Bernard had stripped, it seemed that he was pretty used to stripping in front of others. 

Heta lifted the camera and took a photo of Bernard to gauge her skills. After navigating to the album and selecting the photo, she glanced at it before quietly passing the camera to Bernard 

“Should the photo look like this?” 

Bernard accepted the camera and looked at the photo. He was so stunned that he couldn’t utter a word. 

“Um.. I guess that’s and Hera let out an awkward cough once she noticed how silent Bernard was. She knew the answer to her question, yet she still chose to aski 

Hera rarely took photos, let alone selfles. It was only natural for her to be bad at taking photos 

Bernard was still stunned by the photo. There was a cunning joke on the Internet claiming that the photos taken by boyfriends often depicted their girlfriends from the worst angle. It turned out that Hera somehow possessed the same talent 

The only reason why the photo looked fine was all thanks to Bernard’s gorgeous looks. 

“You can take good photos after some practice,” Bernard said comfortingly. 

Hera didn’t say anything in response. 

“I’ll teach you.” 

Bernard moved to stand next to Hera before swapping the camera back to the photo–taking mode. He pointed the camera at various objects in the room and began explaming the photo–taking techniques that were commonly used by photographers to her. 

Hera practiced diligently the whole time. She’d take photos of Bernard from time to time in order to hone her skill 

Three hours later, the plane landed safely at Lumiville Airport. At that time, Hera was finally able to snap decent photos of Beard. 

They got into a car outside the airport and went on a half–hour–long trip. After that, they took a yacht, which brought them to an island. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The island was covered in a thick, lush forest. The scenery there was breathtakingly beautiful. There were a few villas spread out in the forest. Even the sea there was azure blue, though there was no one to be seen on the vast beach. 

“A filmingcrew has been filming on the island over the past two days, so the entire island was cleared out in advance,” Douglas explained. 

Hera wasn’t sure if she truly believed Douglas‘ excuse. 

Soon, the group arrived at a private villa. They rested right after having anice lunch. 

when Hera 

5:00 pm was the time when the sun’s rays weren’t that strong anymore. That was when Hera decided to change into her swimsuit and have fun on the beach. 

But when she opened the baggage Bernard had prepared for her, she saw a colorful assortment of sundresses and underwear. There was even a wide–brimmed hat and extra pairs of sandals stowed away in the baggage. The swimsuit was the only thing missing from the pile. 

“I didn’t expect that the beach would be cleared out, so I didn’t prepare a swimsuit for you,” Bernard explained from the doorway. 

By then, he had already changed into a white tank top and a pair of vibrant beach shorts. 

Hera didn’t know what to say, 

In other words, Bernard didn’t prepare swimwear for her on purpose. 

But she really wanted to go swimming- 

“TU definitely prepare swimwear for you the next time we visit a place without anyone else around,” Bernard added. 

The truth was that swimsuits were included in the apparel list provided by the branded outlets. Bernard had glanced at the swimsuits, only to realize that they were too skimpy and revealing. He thought that there might be creeps lurking around on the beach, so he decided not to bring any of them. 

Once again, Hera remained quiet 

In the end, she dug out a pale yellow sundress with cute prints on it. Then, she closed the door and changed into it. 

The moment Hera reached the living room, she caught sight of Douglas speaking with a young man with dyed silver–gray hair, who stood outside the front door. 

“We don’t have that You‘ have to take him to the hospital.” 

The young man looked relatively disappointed. He thanked Douglas and was about to leave when he saw Hera, causing his eyes to sparkle happily.