A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1398

After Peterson left, Eleanor lingered intentionally, waiting for Yates to catch up. Sure enough, it wasn’t long before he appeared, briskly following her.

He had just dashed out, whispering some instructions to his men in black, then he turned around to find Eleanor had vanished. But there she was, leaning against the porch, seemingly lost in thought, prompting Yates to slow his pace.

“Eleanor, are you scared?” he asked, concern lacing his voice.

Head bowed, Eleanor gave a slight nod. “He’s still my biological father, after all. It feels a bit cruel.”

Yates scoffed, “That man? A father? He abandoned you, killed your mother, and left you to fend for yourself. He’s nothing.”

Eleanor glanced at him, not bothering to argue, and simply said, “Maybe it’s because I’m pregnant. All this drama is making me uneasy.”

Yates, oblivious to her underlying feelings, instinctively suggested, “If you’re not feeling well, you should go rest.”

I go?” Eleanor asked, seizing the

the head of Area Opaca. The control room

go there anyway, nodded without a hint of emotion, “Sounds good. There’s a lounge, perfect for

bring into the world. But since they had struck a deal,

it was Yates who told Eleanor to rest in the control room, she went without protest, while Yates was called away on urgent business by his men. He told Eleanor to rest up

a soft ‘okay’, but as soon as he left, her expression darkened, a

Peterson arrived, knocking on the door with an armful of spicy snacks. “Pick whatever you like,” he said, offering

the door, then turned to Peterson, “I just wanted

deep breath, “What do you want

away the snacks, Eleanor looked up at him, “I

shorter than himself, “All I know is that your husband is with Area Opaca, and he works for us.” Peterson was reluctant to reveal more, and Eleanor didn’t press him. Instead, she lowered her head to her swelling belly. “Peterson, I grew up an orphan. I don’t want my child to go without

the hardships Eleanor must have endured. However, he was raised by his grandfather who had invested so much in him, could he

left, we broke up. If there hadn’t been anything odd about Sophie’s death, I

the truth, Peterson. But I hope we can be sincere cousins, not ones who harbor secrets and deceit.”