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 Caleb. But Caleb had to deal with his own stuff and

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

Cameron had disappeared. Eleanor had

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

was why Bernard

suspect Bernard of having any connections with Sophie. She

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

and turned to look at him. Garett, still confined to his wheelchair, looked clean and

in the direction Bernard had disappeared to, swallowed

nerves are probably recovering. I believe with rehab, I’ll be able to stand

her that Garett would recover. Hearing it from Garett himself now eased

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

him, in her heart

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

them to keep such a deliberate distance. But with Bernard on her mind, she didn’t have

he didn’t voice his feelings. He gave the distracted Eleanor one last glance,