A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1365

Eleanor hugged her arms tightly and rested them on her knees, gazing at the night scene outside the window.

Under the street light, a tall and imposing figure was faintly reflected.

Eleanor thought the old man had left long ago, but surprisingly, he was standing in the garden, watching her.

Through his deeper and heavier silhouette, she could tell that Yates was reminiscing about Pauline through her.

After staring at Yates for a while, she put on a thick coat, changed into her shoes, and went-to the garden.

Yates seemed surprised when he saw her. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Without saying a word, Eleanor walked towards him and took a few steps forward, implying that she agreed to a leisurely walk to digest.

Being a clever man, Yates quickly followed her pace, “Your grandmother seemed tough on the surface, but she was actually very soft on the inside, just like you.”

Eleanor just didn’t want to wallow in her sorrow. Seeing Yates, she decided to confront him, “I am not Pauline.”

Yates nodded, “I know you’re not her, but blood ties are something that seep into your bones and bloodstream. You are undoubtedly like your grandmother.”

you fall for Pauline, and why did you take her from her lover?

understood this, but he didn’t hide anything: “That year, I was sixteen. At my birthday party, she came with her friends and played the

piano playing was really not good. I told her the truth, and

that time, I was the designated heir of the Sharp family. Everyone was flattering me, but she was the only one who dared to compete with me.”

initially found the girl interesting, not enough to be completely in love. But it was when he fell into the swimming pool,

saved him.

a way of repaying her kindness. However, at that time, Pauline had a childhood sweetheart who understood

that he took Pauline away, locked her in a room, and

love, who realized Yates was coveting Pauline,

was no hint of regret in his tone. He felt that Pauline belonged to him, her first kiss was his, her

honorable. As for how dishonorable they were, Yates didn’t say.

he began to ask Eleanor, “What about

“Haven’t you investigated my

“I have, but I only know the general situation, not

discuss further, “I just got through it. There’s nothing much to say.”

I…” He paused, under the street light, his reddened eyes gently gazed into Eleanor’s clear eyes, “will make it up to