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.”

you fall for Pauline, and

probing, and Yates understood this, but he didn’t hide anything: “That year, I was sixteen. At my birthday party, she came with her friends

smiled, “To be honest, your grandmother’s piano playing was really not good. I told her the truth,

petite Eleanor, “At that time, I was the designated heir of the Sharp family. Everyone was flattering me, but she was the only one who

interesting, not enough to be completely in love. But it

saved him.

way of repaying her kindness. However, at that time, Pauline

eighteen, Pauline confirmed her relationship with that man. Yates was so angry that he took Pauline away, locked her in a room, and did some bold things that scared

of this. It was Pauline’s first love, who realized Yates was coveting Pauline, and repeatedly provoked him 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

not very honorable. As for how dishonorable they were, Yates didn’t say. He only told Eleanor that the only

own stories, he began to ask Eleanor, “What about you?

“Haven’t you

replied, “I have, but I only know

to discuss further, “I just got through it. There’s nothing much to

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