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.

opened the car door, got in, and quickly found a bottle

through the car window at the woman still standing in

at her, he suddenly thought of something, took out his phone, and sent her a message: Eleanor open the trunk)

Eleanor didn’t notice anything unusual, only thinking that he walked away so quickly because he was afiad she wouldn’t accept

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

then walked to the back of the cat picked up the car key

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

touched the elegant

had asked him for

“That’s not what you’re supposed to have.”

seeing this belated bouquet of lychee

tears, and

she just picked up

not supposed to have it, why did you give

car, Bernard stopped rubbing his temples and replied

was once jealous that your first love was Garett,

eyes turned red, and she felt a little

her phone,

first love is you]

had always

up the bouquet, holding the key to the four–seater Koenigseg sports car, and walked past his

the villa with the flowers he