Chapter 1268

Just a single sentence already soothed Eleanor’s anxious heart, but for some reason, tears started streaming down her face, dotting the letter in her hands.

“How’s he doing over there?”

She asked, sobbing, to the stranger who delivered the letter.

Seeing Eleanor’s tear-streaked face, the man hesitated for a moment, then gave a nod

“He’s doing well, don’t worry.”

“When is he coming back?”

“I’m not sure about that.”

“Where is he, can I go see him? ..”

Eleanor could finish, the

to, I can’t

for Eleanor’s reply, he quickly turned around and hopped into his car

the letter, standing still, watching the car speed away…

car hidden under the trees also started up and

car, glanced back at the fading figure of Eleanor.

Eleanor would never guess that the one offering her comfort would be

to go to her. There

looked down at another white envelope in his hand.

months later, this letter would remain in his

hoped that Bernard would return safely from the dangerous situation as soon

Bernard gave her, repeatedly comforting herself. If he could send someone with a letter, it meant he was alive. As long as he was alive, as

belief, she patiently waited for Bernard at home. Duting this time, Hailey would visit, accompany her, provide warmth

more, but she had no appetite. Often, she would

sat up, leaning against the headboard, clutching her

as vivid

her dream, Bernard was locked in a dark room, surrounded by men in black wielding knives, hurting him. He was

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