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.

see that Eleanor was somewhat uncomfortable, so he told a maid to take her to

the south side of the first floor with large

obviously a room prepared for a daughter. Yates once mentioned that Pauline loved daughters, so he had Emilia design this cottage

the cottage built. It was hard to describe what he felt, but he thought that

bath. She thought Yates would

thought that even if she didn’t eat, her child needed to, so she sat down at the dining

sat across from her, quietly watching her. His eyes, honed by

strikingly similar 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 known you were my granddaughter earlier, how

could have spent more time with his granddaughter, giving her the best things in the world, never letting her

mouth with a napkin, then looked at Yates, “Mr. Sharp, I get sleepy after meals during pregnancy.”

was a courteous way of suggesting his departure. Yates grasped her hint but remained seated. “Perhaps a stroll outside

night scene according to his gaze, “The weather is turning cold, I’m