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.

she deliberately provoked him, but his repeated insults

he supposed to not care about her? Why was

to ask, “Does it actually matter to you whether I’ve been involved with someone

him lose his composure like this. Could it be that he had some

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

was emptiness,

matters to me?” Bernard retorted coldly, extinguishing the flicker of light

knew what Bernard cared about; she

you love someone for a long time, you always

people; he had an

someone with this kind of obsession to accept that something they used to touch had

because he found it

forced a self–mocking smile, “I guess I just

you

liked me.

But…”

a smile, “I asked you before if I could have a boyfriend, and you said I could do whatever I wanted.

his face

suddenly mustered the courage to touch his face, from his eyebrows to his

long years. How could

her, not even a little bit.

him, Bernard suddenly grabbed her

“Don’t touch me!”

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