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.

that she deliberately provoked him, but his repeated insults led her to fight back

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

eyes with him and mustered the courage to ask, “Does it actually matter to you whether I’ve been involved with someone else? Does that mean you have feelings

lose his composure like this. Could it be

her heart, she stared at him intently, searching

emptiness, accompanied

truly matters to me?” Bernard retorted coldly, extinguishing

knew what Bernard cared

long time, you always

Bernard was different from ordinary people; he had an obsession with cleanliness.

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

because

smile, “I guess I just assumed

you

liked me.

But…”

asked you before 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 not going to forbid him,

expression faltered, his

Eleanor suddenly mustered the courage to touch his face,

five long years. How

didn’t love her, not even a little bit. Why couldn’t she just

at him, Bernard

“Don’t touch me!”

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