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

to do anything. Even if it meant giving up his life,

was so pure that Eleanor felt overwhelmed

never treated him as well, yet this fool didn’t mind.

lifted her tear-filled eyes,

see you like this, please put me

for him, which only deepened the smile on

shame in a

the woman in his arms tighter as

bewildered

I need your concern, so-” go.”

Not letting go.

Never letting go.

“There’s a baby on the

an extra one, your

intimate exchange faded into the

the safe room, watching their retreating figures without trying to stop

if through them he saw himself and Pauline from years past.

time, had also been heartbroken to see him wounded. She

and the seeds of his own making were discovered by Pauline, who then left

she had fallen

tears at the memory of Pauline’s

figures before him blurred, he spoke in a low,

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

him but offered no reply.

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