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.

you’re such a

Even if it

pure that Eleanor

as well, yet this fool didn’t

lifted her tear-filled eyes, looking at him through

like this, please put me down.”

rarely expressed her concern for him, which only deepened the smile on

shame in a wife’s concern.

his wounded shoulder, held the woman

bewildered Eleanor, and smiled again. “I’m not letting

your

Not letting go.

Never letting go.

on the way, it’s heavy.”

an extra one, your

faded into the distance

watching their retreating figures without trying to stop them.

watching quietly, as if through them he saw himself and

pregnant at the time, had also been heartbroken to

of his own making were discovered by

fallen in love with him and found

clouded with tears at the memory of Pauline’s painful departure.

blurred, he spoke in a low, regretful tone.

puppet you locked away, I’ll take care of it. Area Opaca will

and Eleanor heard him but offered

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