Chapter 1268

Just a single sentence already soothed Eleanor’s anxious heart, but for some reason, tears started streaming down her face, dotting the letter in her hands.

“How’s he doing over there?”

She asked, sobbing, to the stranger who delivered the letter.

Seeing Eleanor’s tear-streaked face, the man hesitated for a moment, then gave a nod

“He’s doing well, don’t worry.”

“When is he coming back?”

“I’m not sure about that.”

“Where is he, can I go see him? ..”

Before Eleanor could finish, the man interrupted her.

attend to, I can’t stay and chat, excuse

reply, he quickly turned around

letter, standing still,

under the

the car, glanced back

guess that the one offering her comfort would

long arranged for him to go to her. There was never

white envelope in his hand.

this letter

also hoped that Bernard would return safely from the dangerous

her, repeatedly comforting herself. If he could send someone with a letter, it meant he was alive. As long as he was alive, as long as he was okay, what were two months

visit, accompany her, provide warmth and strength, but none of

like this, always encouraged her to eat more, but she had no appetite. Often, she would sit by the window, clutching Bernard’s letter,

nightmare. Sweat-drenched, she sat up, leaning against the headboard, clutching her racing heart. The images replaying in

none as vivid and real as

surrounded by men in black wielding knives, hurting him. He was tied

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