A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1364

Before the dinner began, Yates returned to his residence, and he brought Eleanor along with him. Eleanor had once pretended to be Emilia and visited this place, she knew it was once Pauline’s house. The Sharp family had quite a few properties, but Yates preferred this one.

After delegating the dinner preparations to his son and grandson, Yates led Eleanor through the garden to the cottage she had designed previously. Yates told her that the cottage would be her home, and she could stay there whenever she wanted.

Eleanor didn’t respond, she just followed behind Yates, occasionally looking around at the surroundings.

After entering the cottage, Yates turned around and asked her, “Are you satisfied?” Eleanor replied indifferently, “It’s just a temporary stay, doesn’t matter whether I’m satisfied or not.”

Yates didn’t mind her underlying meaning, “No matter how long you stay, the fact that you’re back is the best thing.” After finishing his sentence, he waved at the butler who was standing nearby, “Miss Eleanor is back, prepare the dinner.”

Yates reserved the hostess’ seat for Emilia, a compensation for her status. After the butler left with the servants, only Yates and the silent Eleanor were left in the spacious living

room.

uncomfortable, so he told a maid to take her to her

pregnant, the master bedroom was arranged on the south side of the first floor with large space

sorts of dolls, it was obviously

know that Vanya was his daughter, but because Pauline loved the idea, he had the cottage built. It was hard to describe what he felt, but he thought that Yates was a lovable fool who didn’t know how to

leave and opened her suitcase to take out her clothes and take a bath. She thought Yates would have left by then,

for pregnant women. Eleanor thought that even if she didn’t

about. Eleanor just kept her head down and ate while Yates sat across from her, quietly watching her. His eyes,

to the children of the Sharps. Yates was more and more pleased with her, a smile tugged at the corner of his lips, “Eleanor, if only I had

the best things in the world, never letting her

her meal, Eleanor put down her cutlery and cleaned her mouth with a napkin, then looked at Yates, “Mr. Sharp, I get sleepy after meals during pregnancy.”

suggesting his departure. Yates grasped her hint but remained seated. “Perhaps a stroll outside would aid digestion?”

turning cold, I’m