A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1439

Years later, when Sigrid mentioned Garett, Hailey couldn’t help but ask her what made her fall for him.

Sigrid would say that every time she saw him sitting alone by the window, gazing at the sprawling fields of wildflowers, she felt a pang of pity for his solitude.

She believed that when a woman starts to feel sorry for a man, her heart is already on the path to falling for him. She followed her heart, even though she knew that Garett had built walls around himself in his own fortress, leaving no room for anyone else but Eleanor.

His life, his world, everything he had, belonged solely to Eleanor. Even as Sigrid revealed her feelings for him, Garett rejected her, refusing her care and company from that point forward.

He preferred to endure the torment of his depression rather than open his heart to any woman other than Eleanor, fearing that he might forget her once again.

Garett attributed all his regrets with Eleanor to his amnesia, making it impossible for anyone or anything to penetrate his heart or occupy his memory. Even though Garett didn’t love Sigrid, she was willing to stay by his side. She might not have loved him with the same intensity as she had loved Chase, but Garett was the man who made her open her heart again, and that made him special.

Sigrid was aware that Chase was waiting for her, but she was not one to look back easily. The only thing that might cause her to turn around would be the inevitable farewells and losses that come with the passing of time…

The saga involving the three of them would be entirely neutralised from Eleanor’s future; hovering over it no more. After all, Eleanor had her own life to live and her own love to cherish. As long as everyone was well and unharmed, that was the best outcome.

as soon as they stepped out of the car, they were greeted by the sight of Robin Spencer leaning against the

a thin black coat. His handsome face was downturned, eyes fixated on his black boots. Strands of his dark hair fluttered in the breeze, betraying a sense of

Eleanor’s memory, Robin was always prideful and aloof, rarely showing such a desolate demeanor. She furrowed her brows,

Eleanor’s concern for Robin, and

while the latter should have been insignificant. But this latter had

they approached Robin, “Last time, we agreed to have dinner after the Area Opaca ordeal. I hadn’t even sent out the invitation yet, and here you are,

my wife’ grated on

with anger at the mention of those

cousin! Stop calling me

outburst, immediately retracted any sympathy

at my husband!”

prepared to scold Robin, Eleanor stepped forward, positioning herself protectively in front of

your cousin, and I am your cousin-in-law. That’s

to retort, lost his fire at Eleanor’s words, his anger quelled.

cousin?” His eyes filled