Chapter 1441

Eleanor remembered their last dinner together as well.

Bernard looked at Eleanor with determined eyes and couldn’t refuse any longer. “Alright, no problem.”

It was only then that Eleanor reached out, linking her arm with his strong, muscular one. “Honey, let’s head home.”

With one arm wrapped around her waist and the other cradling her belly, they walked towards the Fiord Roundabout. Seeing them return safe and sound, Bryson was finally relieved.

He was beside himself with joy and had the chef whip up a feast. He also sent someone to pick up Nina from school.

Eleanor hadn’t seen Nina in ages and missed her terribly, feeling a sting of guilt as well. Nina was still so young, and Eleanor had left a single note before leaving-it didn’t sit right with her.

Bryson had said that Nina was understanding, mentioning her aunt and uncle only occasionally without making a fuss.

Eleanor asked if Nina had cried.

Bryson told her that with Pearce and George to keep her company, Nina hardly had time for tears, but she had woken up crying a few times at night and it took his comforting to put her back to sleep.

Learning that Nina had cried made Eleanor feel even worse, but Bryson quickly reassured her by saying Nina was only upset with her Uncle Bernard.

while ago and left before Nina got out of school, without seeing her. The little girl was so angry she vowed to ignore her uncle

and not to take it to heart. But when Nina got home from school, she really did give Bernard the

grown a bit and become quite stubborn, leaving Bernard

Nina felt uncomfortable. At dinner, she sneaked glances at him with her big, round eyes. The last time she got caught, she was so embarrassed she buried her face

up a small bowl of sweet soup and placed it on the table, gently

her chair and ran to

before her fingers could even

forgotten what

to

she walked over to Eleanor and raised her hand to touch the

is born, will they not be allowed to touch you either?”

arched an eyebrow, his expression

it, but girls can’t.”

her life. She rolled

you’d better be a boy, or else your dad won’t let you touch him…”

made Eleanor laugh. She smiled

Whether it’s a boy or a girl, they’re his children-he wouldn’t stop them from

‘Exactly.

come out. We need to fix your dad’s stinky habits-maybe

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