A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 253
Bernard’s face turned serious in a second when he thought about this.
He coldly said to Aidyn, “Go check on Ethan and Emilia.”
Aldyn immediately responded respectfully, “Yes, sir.”
As Aldyn turned to go back to the car, Bernard called him again.
“Also…”
“Anything else you want me to do, Mr. Laurence?”
Bernard casually said, “Go check if it was Ethan who saved Eleanor, starting from the crematorium.”
George once said that as long as there was no brain death, one could possibly survive as long as they had a heart transplant.
Eleanor’s body had no defects, meaning she must have been smuggled away during the cremation.
And the guy who took her away even replaced her heart, making her survive.
He speculated it was Ethan, but he didn’t know what his purpose was.

Bernard fiddled with his cigarette while instructing Aidyn, “Do it in person, don’t trust any information from another country”
The Ziegler family was nobles in another country, and Ethan naturally had an extensive network, so the information they wanted to check might be tampered with
Aidyn, upon hearing Mr. Laurence’s instructions, immediately realized that the previous information might be wrong, and quickly said, “I’ll check it myself.” As Eleanor stepped into the villa, she saw Ethan sitting on the couch in the garden, looking at her with his head resting on his hand.
“All done?”
Eleanor nodded slightly, seemingly not wanting to talk to him, and headed toward the living room.
“Come here.”
Ethan gestured her to come and sit down by raising his chin slightly.
“I’m tired, I want to sleep.
The hidden meaning was, could she go back and rest?
“Go ahead.”
Eleanor walked away upon hearing his words, but before she could take another step, Ethan said slowly, “You’re not allowed to go out from now on.”
As expected, he wasn’t that nice. Eleanor gritted her teeth, turned around, and sat down on the small sofa across from him.
She moved with some resentment, but Ethan didn’t mind. He picked up the red wine on the table, filled in a tall glass and handed it to her.
“I can’t drink…”
Having had such a big surgery, it was better to stay away from something like cigarettes and alcohol.
Ethan seemed to recall something and slowly withdrew the glass he had handed out.
He looked cold and indifferent, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes, shrouded in gloom.
Eleanor saw him like this, understanding he must be thinking of her sister, so she consciously didn’t disturb him.
Ethan was silent for a while before he picked up his glass and drank the red wine in it all at once.
After he finished, he looked at Eleanor, “I heard everything you said to Bernard outside the door just now.”