A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1367

Seeing what was placed in her palm, Eleanor looked up at her older uncle, Cyril Sharp, who was driving, and her second uncle, Derrick Sharp, in the passenger seat. They were both looking at her through the rear view mirror.

“Don’t you like it?”

Eleanor shook her head. She used to dislike these things, but now that she’s pregnant, she’s developed a longing for these sour foods.

“Thank you.” After thanking them, she opened the snack bag, took out a plum, and put it in her mouth. The sour flavor quickly dissipated the stuffiness in the car.

Seeing her quietly munching on her snack, Derrick couldn’t help but smile. If his own sister was still alive, she would probably look like this, right?

“Had we known about you earlier, we wouldn’t have waited for your grandfather to step in. Your uncle and I would have been the first ones to bring you home.”

Eleanor held the bag in her hand, still silent. It’s not that she didn’t want to speak, but she didn’t know what to say.

Understanding her shyness, Derrick straightened his posture after his comment and focused on the road ahead, not bothering her anymore.

Sitting next to them, Yates glanced at his two sons and then at Eleanor’s snack. After a long pondering, he took out a box of cookies from a nearby container and, mimicking his sons, offered it to Eleanor, “It’s a long journey, eat some if you’re hungry.”

box of cookies and

dry, I can’t even

the cookies and

glanced at him, “I’m

quite rare to see the usually serious

saying again?”

understanding each other’s thoughts, “Missing the mark

quietly by Cyril, so Yates didn’t hear it

people in the backseat couldn’t help but smirk, especially Peterson. Used to being oppressed by his grandfather,

the cemetery was pleasant, with no discomfort. Everyone was

the car, Cyril explained to Eleanor, fearing that visiting a cemetery while pregnant might harm her unborn

a cemetery. But my father insisted on

had given life to her mother. Seeing Eleanor’s decision, the Sharp family was surprised, but then they accompanied her into the cemetery, which was spacious with fewer graves than one might expect. Pauline’s grave stood alone in a patch of greenery, surrounded by

respects to Pauline, while Eleanor silently spoke to the photograph on the tombstone.

now. I know her name, when she was born, when she died, and where she is now. I’ve seen her for you and paid my respects. May she rest

as he usually did. He was still upset with Pauline for sending