A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 21

Bernard’s already cold and distant countenance grew even colder, with a hint of frost in his eyes and furrowed brows.

Setting down his wine glass, he raised his icy gaze and directed it towards Cedric. “What are your thoughts?”

Cedric ventured to make a bold assumption. “I believe you might have some feelings for her, albeit small. Otherwise, why would you react so strongly and pour wine on her when Josef mentioned his involvement with her?”

Bernard snorted dismissively. “She got involved with Josef immediately after our breakup. I couldn’t accept it in the moment, so I wanted to teach her a lesson. Does that imply I have feelings for her?”

As he spoke, the chill in his eyes dissipated, leaving behind only cold indifference. It seemed as though he no longer cared about the person he had just taught a lesson to.

Observing this, Cedric let out a small sigh of relief.

He understood that Bernard had a fastidious nature and couldn’t tolerate his partner being casually involved with someone else. It was

a normal reaction.

Moreover, when Sophie returned to the country, Bernard immediately broke up with Eleanor. It shows that in his heart, Eleanor’s position as a substitute wasn’t important.

Cedric didn’t say anything else, just drank the wine in his glass, stood up, and said, “Well, I’m going back first.”

Bernard didn’t speak, but just nodded indifferently.

Cedric had been used to Bernard’s indifference since he was a child and didn’t mind. He just picked up his coat and left.

an umbrella for him to get in the car. He instructed the assistant to drive downtown.

traffic light to change, he spotted Eleanor standing in the heavy rain, clad

her body. Her long hair was drenched

without stopping, unwilling to offer her a

of hesitation, he instructed his assistant to drive over to her

from the rain with her hand and faintly perceived a man approaching her, holding an

in astonishment, slowly raising her eyes

it seemed like she had

it was also raining heavily that day. She was standing outside a nightclub, begging passersby

out, touching her, teasing her, mocking her. None of them were willing

a man wearing a black coat, emanating an air of pride and indifference,

her from the pouring rain, blocking the onslaught of wind and

towards him in the dim light, clutching onto his pant legs, sobbing and pleading for him

or mockery in his eyes, and simply asked in a cold tone, “Are you a virgin?”

her face flushed, and she nodded in affirmation. Without hesitation, the man extended his slender and handsome hand

towards her.

palm, it felt as if their fates

and I’ll

and his gentle voice

noticing that the man in front

already broken up with Bernard, so in theory, she shouldn’t have any connections with the

she couldn’t get a taxi, and nearby