Chapter 1365

Eleanor hugged her arms tightly and rested them on her knees, gazing at the night scene outside the window.

Under the street light, a tall and imposing figure was faintly reflected.

Eleanor thought the old man had left long ago, but surprisingly, he was standing in the garden, watching her.

Through his deeper and heavier silhouette, she could tell that Yates was reminiscing about Pauline through her.

After staring at Yates for a while, she put on a thick coat, changed into her shoes, and went-to the garden.

Yates seemed surprised when he saw her. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Without saying a word, Eleanor walked towards him and took a few steps forward, implying that she agreed to a leisurely walk to digest.

Being a clever man, Yates quickly followed her pace, “Your grandmother seemed tough on the surface, but she was actually very soft on the inside, just like you.”

Eleanor just didn’t want to wallow in her sorrow. Seeing Yates, she decided to confront him, “I am not Pauline.”

Yates nodded, “I know you’re not her, but blood ties are something that seep into your bones and bloodstream. You are undoubtedly like your grandmother.”

Pauline,

didn’t hide anything: “That year, I was sixteen. At my birthday party, she

Yates genuinely smiled, “To be honest, your grandmother’s piano playing was really not good. I

Sharp family. Everyone was flattering me, but she was the

the girl interesting, not enough to be completely in love. But it was when he

saved him.

her as a way of repaying her kindness. However, at that time, Pauline had a childhood sweetheart

her relationship with that man. Yates was so angry that he took Pauline away,

Yates was coveting Pauline, and

regret in his tone. He felt that Pauline belonged to him, her first kiss was his, her first night was his. and the rest of her life could only be his.

used were not very honorable. As for how dishonorable they were, Yates didn’t say. He only told Eleanor that the only man Pauline ever loved was him, and that other man didn’t count.

to ask Eleanor,

“Haven’t you investigated my past?”

only know the general situation, not

“I just got through it. There’s nothing much

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