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

of Area Opaca. The control room is

anyway, nodded without a hint of emotion, “Sounds good.

harboring Bernard’s child, something he truly wished she wouldn’t bring into the world. But since they had struck a deal, as long as Eleanor remained

on urgent business by his men. He told Eleanor to rest up in the lounge and that he would return to grant her full access rights to

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

of spicy snacks. “Pick whatever you like,” he

snacks, closed the door, then turned to Peterson, “I just wanted an excuse to have a word with

a deep breath, “What do you want to

away the snacks, Eleanor looked up at him, “I want to know what you

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

have endured. However, he was raised by his grandfather who had invested so much in him, could he betray his own blood?

raised her misty eyes to Peterson, who was visibly torn. “Before Bernard left, we broke up. If there hadn’t been anything

tell me the truth, Peterson. But I hope we can be sincere cousins, not ones who