Chapter 1427

Cradled in his arms, Eleanor’s whole body trembled, yet as she caught the familiar, icy scent of him, her shaking subsided.

Slowly, she lifted her eyes to meet the chiseled jawline of the man looking down at her with his long lashes casting shadows on his cheeks.

In each other’s gaze, they saw a reflection of their own faces – one pale, the other resolute neither willing to look away.

“Eleanor, let’s go home.” Ignoring the gunshot wound in his shoulder, Bernard scooped up Eleanor in a bridal carry.

The effort caused blood to trickle from his wound onto Eleanor’s cheek, a startling crimson smear.

“Put me down!” Eleanor commanded.

He was injured and still carrying her was he out of his mind? Eleanor, worried he was in pain, struggled to be released, but Bernard leaned in, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“Easy, don’t move.”

That familiar term of endearment, “easy,” once again brought tears to Eleanor’s eyes.

“It’ll hurt if you exert yourself.”

His lips were white from strain, yet he smiled faintly. “As long as you don’t squirm, it won’t hurt,” he said.

Moved by Bernard’s stubbornness, Eleanor wrapped her arms around his neck for a fleeting moment.

She buried her face in his chest, feeling his heartbeat, her tears flowing uncontrollably.

such a fool…”

Even if

was so pure that Eleanor

well,

Eleanor lifted her tear-filled eyes,

see you like this,

concern for him, which only deepened the smile on Bernard’s lips.

once said, there’s no shame in a wife’s

Bernard, leaning on his wounded shoulder, held the woman in

eyes, looking at the bewildered Eleanor, and smiled again.

your

Not letting go.

Never letting go.

protested, “There’s a baby on the way, it’s

with an extra one, your husband

the distance as they left.

room, watching their retreating figures without trying to stop them.

forgiveness, only watching quietly, as if through

at the time, had also been heartbroken to see him wounded. She must have loved him dearly.

cruel hand, and the seeds of his own making were discovered by Pauline, who then left without looking back,

she clung to him, crying that she had fallen in love with him and

at the memory of Pauline’s painful

the figures before him blurred, he spoke in a low, regretful

you locked away, I’ll take care of it.

Eleanor heard him but offered

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