Nicholas was speechless. He wondered why Bernard's retort sounded odd. In fact, it was rather harsh.
"Dinner is ready." At that moment, Lilith brought out the ravioli, prompting Wayne to hurry over and help her.
Lilith smiled upon noticing Bernard. "Bernard, you're here too."
"You've worked hard, Lilith," Bernard said shamelessly.
Hera almost choked on her own saliva. Even Lilith was startled, thinking she heard wrong. "Oh?"
"Bernard, you're going too far! Hera hasn't even married you, so how could you just call Mrs. Everett by her name?" Nicholas immediately protested.
"Exactly! You can't just do that! Hera is my fiancée, yet I'm not on a first-name basis with her mother. What are you in a rush for? Don't think you can trick Mrs. Everett just because you could bribe Mrs. Jones!" Thiago added.
"Why'd you do that?" Hera couldn't hold back her disgust.
Unbothered, Bernard wrapped his arm around Hera's shoulders as if he were showing off his possession of her. "It's bound to happen, so I might as well get used to it first."
Hera wondered when did she ever agree to marry Bernard. Whatever. As long as he didn't get jealous, he could say whatever he wanted.
"Exactly. It's just a matter of time," Mildred joyfully exclaimed. She wished that Bernard and Hera could get married right now.
Thiago remarked, "I disagree. Hera is mine."
Catherine laughed too before gesturing for everyone to start dinner. "Alright, everyone. Quickly go wash your hands before having dinner. Otherwise, the food will get cold."
Luckily, the house was spacious enough, and the dining room was big enough for ten people.
Hera sat beside Catherine. Meanwhile, Bernard was the first to take the remaining seat beside Hera, leaving Nicholas and Thiago in shock. They ended up sitting next to Catherine and Bernard respectively.
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