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.

his assistant was holding an umbrella for him to get in the

waiting for the traffic light to change, he spotted Eleanor standing in the heavy rain, clad only in a dress, desperately attempting to

the rain–soaked fabric clung to her body. Her long hair was drenched and stuck to her face, giving her a

past her without

his assistant to drive over to her

and faintly perceived a man approaching

stood there in astonishment, slowly raising her

seemed like she had gone back five years…

it was also raining heavily that day. She was standing

mocking her. None of

coat, emanating an air of pride and indifference, approached Eleanor with a

rain, blocking the onslaught

onto his pant legs,

down at her, devoid of disdain or mockery in his eyes, and

her face flushed, and she nodded in affirmation. Without hesitation,

towards her.

her hand in his broad palm, it felt as if their

the car, and I’ll take you home.”

gentle voice mixed with rainwater drifted

noticing that the man in

theory, she shouldn’t

get a taxi, and nearby

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