A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 473

Under the dim streetlight, a handsome guy was tightly holding a petite girl, kissing her passionately Eleanor was forced to tilt her head back, unable to resist his intense kiss, her bright eyes staring at him. “Bernard.” She muttered.

As his lips left hers, Eleanor pushed him away, “What are you doing again?

Bemard’s eyes were hazy, and hearing her question, he started to control his impulses, “Sorry”

He let go of her slender waist, took a step back, trying to keep a distance from her, and his body swayed slighty

Luckily, there was a car behind him. He leaned on the car door, trying to stay calm.

A headache that had persisted for several days made him unable to control himself. He slowly raised his hand, wanting to he temples.

However, when his gaze fell on the woman in front of him, he changed his mind and started to caress her stotihar

Enduring the severe pain, he whispered to her, “Eleanor, the car is yours. I won’t take it back. If you don’t want to do it now, it’s fine You can drive it when you feel like it.”

After finishing, he quickly withdrew his hand, placed the car key in her palm, and whispered. 7 leave now. You should take some rest and I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”

He didn’t say what he would pick her up for, just trying to maintain the balance of his body and turned to walk to the other end of the villa.

look back, opened the car door, got in, and quickly found a bottle of painkillers,

car window

of something, took out his

thinking that he

stood there, watching him, thinking about how to return the car when

two seconds, then walked to the back of the cat picked up the car key and pressed the trunk’s

bouquet of light pink flowers came into view. Eleanor stared at the bouquet, and after a

out and touched the elegant

for

not what you’re supposed

of lychee

back her tears, and looked

the courage to question him, so she just picked up her phone and

not supposed to have it, why did you

Bernard stopped rubbing his temples and replied with trembling fingers:

first love, and I was once jealous that your first love was

turned red, and she felt a little comforted.

phone,

love is

heart, it had always been her,

message on the screen for a long time, then picked up the bouquet, holding the key to the

villa with the flowers he had given her