Chapter 1386

Beneath Bernard’s furrowed brows lay a pair of striking eyes, akin to peach blossoms in full bloom-subtle yet profound, like a star-studded night sky, complex and unreadable.

Eleanor found herself transfixed by those eyes, searching for something within them, only to realize that the stars were too distant, too elusive.

A wave of suffocation coursed through her heart, in a painfully disconcerting manner. It was as if after her heart transplant, it had become intolerant to distress. Consequently, a duli pain took inception whenever sorrow was in the offing.

But having weathered life’s tempestuous seas, she seemed more rational than before.

Like now, she managed to suppress the pain, remaining composed as she gazed at Bernard.

“Why can you come and go freely from Area Opaca, yet choose not to return home? Why haven’t you contacted me?”

Her voice was devoid of accusation, merely calm, seeking an answer.

Bernard, who had been looking down, finally lifted his eyes after a few seconds of silence.

“I don’t want to go back home, and… I don’t want to contact you.”

seized, struggling to breathe. Such simple words, strung together, could be so cruel. She stared at Bernard, at the face she had longed for, and spoke

lips, his eyes curving with

the shallow mirth, he concealed the sadness in his gaze and spoke lightly,

her chest, painfully poignant. Eleanor bore the

me three times. Once when our agreement ended, once to force a divorce from me, and now this. Each time cut deep. But…

it’s because of her you won’t come home or contact me, I don’t believe it. If you could fall for Sophie, you

to grasp Bernard’s hand,

she touched it, she felt its icy chill,

grasped her hand in return, fingers interlocking.

time, only a slight tremor, then nothing more-a coldness that was

enveloping his with all the strength she could muster, “Bernard, my mother, my sister, and the hardships we faced in my childhood-all thanks to Sophie and her father. After I left Area Opaca last time, Sophie’s

had lashed out at Bernard, even considering, regardless of his reasons, to

had been filled with thoughts of Bernard. She loved him, and despite her anger, she was worried for his safety.

but merely used her name to hurt Eleanor. Otherwise, she might have lost all reason and stormed off again.

his hand over,

the countdown in his mind accelerated. Even so, he held onto her hand, unyielding, gazing into her kind, loving eyes, “I won’t use

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