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.

raining heavily outside, and his assistant was holding an umbrella for him to get in the

spotted Eleanor standing in the heavy rain, clad

to her body. Her long hair was drenched and stuck to her face, giving her a slightly

past her without stopping, unwilling to

instructed his assistant to drive over to her

and faintly perceived a man

she stood there in astonishment, slowly raising her eyes

like she had gone back five

was standing outside

out, touching her, teasing her, mocking her.

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

umbrella to shield her from the pouring rain, blocking the onslaught of wind

in the dim light, clutching onto his

her, devoid of disdain or mockery in his eyes, and simply

flushed, and she nodded in affirmation. Without hesitation, the man extended his

towards her.

his broad palm, it

in the car, and

and his gentle

that the man

theory, she shouldn’t have any connections with the Laurence

she couldn’t get a taxi,