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.

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

through the car window at the woman still standing in place

suddenly thought of something, took out his phone, and sent her a

Eleanor didn’t notice anything unusual, only thinking that he walked away so quickly because he

thinking about how to return the car

opened it and took a look, hesitated for two seconds, then walked to the back of the cat picked up the car key and pressed

slowly opened, and a scent of roses hit her face. A bouquet of light pink flowers came into view. Eleanor stared

touched the elegant flower

him for

he told her, “That’s not what

belated bouquet of lychee roses,

holding back her tears, and looked at

so she just picked

have it, why did you

the car, Bernard stopped rubbing his temples and replied with trembling

flower language is first love, and I was once jealous that

Eleanor’s eyes turned red, and she

her phone, she received

love is

had always been

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

but entered the villa with the flowers