A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 215
After all these years with Eleanor, he never got intimate with her, not even when he was overwhelmed by desire. He’d just give her a kiss.
He thought that he should first build a home for her and then marry her before he could sleep with her.
But for him, his Eleanor ended up giving herself to Bernard- first her body, and then her heart.
However, he didn’t regret never having sex with her. Instead, he felt that it was a pity that she had given everything to Bernard but couldn’t get the respect she deserved.
Bernard even forced Eleanor in front of him, which meant that Bernard didn’t even see her as a person, but just as a tool.
Even though he knew that Bernard went crazy due to jealousy, anger, and possessiveness, he still felt that Bernard didn’t deserve her!
Since Bernard misunderstood that he had slept with Eleanor, he would tell him the truth and let him live with guilt forever.
Jason’s words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving Bemard breathless.
Gritting his teeth and with red eyes, he asked Jason unhelievably, “You.. never slept with her?”

Eleanor had obviously told him that she had had sex with Jason, but Jason said they hadn’t. What was going on?
Jason looked at him in disbelief and couldn’t help but sneer, “Do you think that everyone is like you, having to possess the person they love?”
If love doesn’t possess, is it still love?
In Bernard’s mind, loving her meant owning her; she could only belong to him wholeheartedly.
But Jason told him that love doesn’t necessarily require possession
Whose words are right?
Bernard looked away from.lason and slowly turned to Cleanor’s portrait.
Seeing her familiar face. Bernard said firmly. “No, my love is true love. I only love Eleanor, and must have her!”
The kind of love that lets go and wishes her well doesn’t belong to him. Only the domineering possession of love can keep her by his side.
Jason didn’t want to argue with this madman about what true love was and coldly said, wart to talk to Eleanor alone.”
But Bernard didn’t bucge, seemingly unwilling to give him even the time to talk.
Jason found the situation quite ridiculous. “Hernard, she loves me. What do you even count for here?
Bernard’s face changed, and his originally straight body suddenly slackened.
That’s right, her loved one is Garett, not him. What right does he have to stay here?
He remembered that Fleanor had told him more than once not to harass her anymore.
She hated him so much if he didn’t leave when the person she loved was taking to her, she might hate him even more.
With that thought, Bernard slowly stood up and stag gered out of the cemetery without locking back.
Jason waited until Bernard left before looking at Eleanor’s portrait and giving it a gentle touch.