A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 19

Bernard, tall and well–built, suddenly froze.

His gaze was icy, as if it could freeze someone on the spot.

After staring at her for a while, he quickly pulled out his hand, tore off a dozen tissues and frantically wiped his fingers.

Seeing his actions, Eleanor couldn’t help but giggle, “Mr. Caporal already told you that we had been intimate before, why did you still have to check for yourself?”

She had a smile in her eyes and at the corners of her mouth, showing no signs of embarrassment or anger, but rather an enchanting

aura.

Her nonchalant attitude and repeated provocations finally set off the usually well–mannered Bernard.

He threw away the torn tissue in his hand and tightly pinched her chin.

He used all his strength, and Eleanor’s chin immediately turned red.

Eleanor’s face turned pale from pain, while Bernard ignored her expressions and got even closer to her face.

“Didn’t I tell you that I don’t allow anyone to touch things that I have used?”

His eyes were fierce, and his grip on her chin tightened, as if wanting to crush it.

This was the first time that Eleanor had seen Bernard so angry, and she was slightly taken aback.

deliberately provoked him, but his repeated insults led her

she didn’t expect him to get this mad. Wasn’t he supposed

“Does it actually matter

this. Could it be that he had some level

hope in her heart, she stared at him intently, searching for any hint

she encountered was emptiness, accompanied by disgust and

what truly matters to me?” Bernard retorted coldly, extinguishing the

cared about; she just couldn’t accept it.

long time, you always want some return, even

was different from ordinary people; he had an obsession

would be difficult for someone with this kind of obsession to accept that something they used to touch had been touched

angry simply because he found it dirty.

a self–mocking smile, “I guess

you

liked me.

But…”

if I could have a boyfriend, and you said I could do whatever I wanted. If I have a boyfriend, it’s normal for him to have sex with me, isn’t it? You’re

his face even

him speechless, Eleanor suddenly mustered the courage to touch his face, from his

loved for five long years.

little

she stared at him, Bernard

“Don’t touch me!”

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