Chapter 1267

On the 30th, the last night, Eleanor stood outside the castle, eyes glued to the time on her watch. When it was 00:00, the black car Bernard had left in was still nowhere to be seen on the Fiord Roundabout.

Eleanor’s anxious heart sank, and she found herself walking uncontrollably towards the dark end. She wanted to go down to the base of the mountain to see if any cars were coming up, but Scott blocked her path.

“Ma’am, it’s too late to go out now.”

Bernard had instructed him to stick with Eleanor at all times and never leave her side. During this time, Scott would keep his distance while they were in the castle, but at other times, he was always right behind her.

“He hasn’t come back at the agreed time, how could I care about any danger?”

Eleanor shoved Scott’s hand aside, and ran down the mountain without a second thought. She had this gut feeling that if she just ran down, she would see

Bernard.

But she ran like a mad woman to the end of the mountain road where it met the highway, and still, no sign of Bernard’s car.

She stood there, lost, her eyes vacant and lifeless as she stared at the passing cars..

She didn’t even have his contact info, she had no idea where he had gone, how was she supposed to find him?

Scott, who had been trailing behind her all this time, was also restless, his brows furrowed as he watched the passing cars…

began to drizzle again. Summer was over, and the rainy

He wanted to tell her to go back, but he knew it would be futile. Without hesitation, he took off his

is getting heavier. Please use my coat

a lifeless puppet abandoned by its owner.

for a few seconds, then spread out

“Ma’am, forgive me.”

over her head to shield her from

think he might not come

silence, Eleanor

tell Eleanor. All he could

asked him why he didn’t take him along, so he could have one more person to protect him.

he’d rather have Scott protect Eleanor because she meant more to him than his own

behind, to silently protect Eleanor and wait for Bernard’s return.

not sure if she was asking Scott or herself. She just

and slowly squatted down, watching the passing cars in the distance, hoping one of them

away unnoticed, and Eleanor’s heart felt hollow…

an eternity, a white car suddenly pulled up in front of

of black boots, Eleanor’s heart clenched and she

“Bernard!”

of her was a complete stranger, not the Bernard she

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