A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1237

Surrounded by a bunch of burly bodyguards clad in black, Sophie Ratliff paused in her tracks, as if she just happened to be strolling by the dock. She glanced towards the direction of the ship, then turned her gaze towards Bernard’s car.

Through the thick car window, Bernard saw her face, a distinct cross-shaped scar glowing red under the harsh sunlight. Sophie made no attempt to hide it, nor shy away from it. Instead, she even held her head up high, letting him have a clear look at it. A silent reminder that he was the one who left that scar on her face.

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Sophie was here, in broad daylight, with Mr. Ben and Cameron Ratliff, to tell Bernard one thing she’ll have her revenge for that scar one way or another!

A dark shadow flickered in Bernard’s eyes. Before he could react, Sophie turned and began to head towards the ship.

Bernard was a man of mystery, never publicly acknowledging Eleanor as his wife. In public, particularly when the media was around, they would always keep their distance. Eleanor was already on board the ship.

Seeing Sophie boarding the ship with her entourage, Bernard realized her target was Eleanor. Immediately, he got out of his car to follow, but Sophie changed her course…

As Bernard halted in his tracks, Sophie turned around, giving him a sly grin. It was clear – her real target today wasn’t Eleanor. She was here to test him.

A glint of murderous intent flashed across Bernard’s icy gaze. Without a second thought, he motioned his bodyguards to follow Sophie.

to deal with his own stuff and passed her onto Mr. Ben, which led

recognized Sophie the moment she turned around. The distance was too far for her to see the scar on Sophie’s face, but she recognized the silhouette. It jogged her

Group, Sophie and Cameron had disappeared. Eleanor

was now, and seeing them shouldn’t matter. But knowing that Sophie’s father was her

confused her was why Bernard was

never suspect Bernard of having any connections with

Garett boarded the ship. Seeing her standing on the deck, his pale face gradually regained its

of her thoughts and turned to look at him. Garett, still confined to his wheelchair, looked clean and bright.

had disappeared to, swallowed

leg and said, “I can feel pain now, so the nerves are probably recovering. I believe with rehab, I’ll be able to stand

eased the

ran out of things to say. Their relationship had evolved from being interdependent

Garett’s. The woman in front of him, in her

knees, slowly clenched into fists. He smiled at Eleanor, “Eleanor, I’m going to deliver a

a deliberate distance. But with Bernard on her mind, she didn’t have the energy to comfort

voice his feelings. He gave the