A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1231

Hearing footsteps, Pearce, lounging on the couch, instantly straightened up, saying to Eleanor, “I’m feeling a bit woozy, gonna head back home.”

Now that there was someone to help, Eleanor naturally wanted him to stay, “Didn’t you say if I can’t finish all the design sketches today, you’re crashing at my place?”

Pearce waved his hand as he got up, saying, “Oh, come on, I’ve got my own place, why would I stay at yours? I’ll come back tomorrow. Bye for now…”

But as soon as he got up, a slender, fair hand came out of nowhere and rested on his shoulder, pressing him back down.

“Pearce, who are you thinking of punishing?”

Pearce glanced at the expressionless Bernard, quickly pulling up his stiff mouth corners to flash a perfectly symmetrical grin.

“Why, myself, of course!”

A playful glint appeared in Bernard’s frosty gaze.

“I heard you wanted to punish me.”

“Hehe.” Pearce chuckled awkwardly.

“I was just talking nonsense, didn’t mean it.”

Who would dare harm Bernard? Wasn’t it a death wish?

Like Cedric, Pearce knew when to push and when to yield. He automatically took out a wet wipe and handed it to Bernard.

“You touched me, your hand is dirty, Mr. Laurence, clean it.”

considerate. She couldn’t help but prop up her chin with a hand, watching

a few seconds, took the wet wipe, cleaned

behind my back again, I’m going to break your

asked Bernard in a

have three legs, which one are you

eyelids, looking down at his

followed his gaze to his own

quickly shielded his third leg.

do, I’m not married yet,

Bernard threw the wet wipe back at him and then walked over

he bypassed the desk and swept her up into his

Eleanor screamed and instinctively wrapped

where are you

didn’t answer, just looked at

Eleanor knew what he

not even

not wait till I finish the

take your time

they had something more important to

originally didn’t want

happen to him all of a sudden, having a child

in case. His plan and confidence

he couldn’t lose Eleanor. For each other, they both

and Eleanor’s retreating figures, Nina, lying on the floor, voiced a question, “Why does it always take so long for my aunt and her husband to

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you want to know?”