A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1364

Before the dinner began, Yates returned to his residence, and he brought Eleanor along with him. Eleanor had once pretended to be Emilia and visited this place, she knew it was once Pauline’s house. The Sharp family had quite a few properties, but Yates preferred this one.

After delegating the dinner preparations to his son and grandson, Yates led Eleanor through the garden to the cottage she had designed previously. Yates told her that the cottage would be her home, and she could stay there whenever she wanted.

Eleanor didn’t respond, she just followed behind Yates, occasionally looking around at the surroundings.

After entering the cottage, Yates turned around and asked her, “Are you satisfied?” Eleanor replied indifferently, “It’s just a temporary stay, doesn’t matter whether I’m satisfied or not.”

Yates didn’t mind her underlying meaning, “No matter how long you stay, the fact that you’re back is the best thing.” After finishing his sentence, he waved at the butler who was standing nearby, “Miss Eleanor is back, prepare the dinner.”

Yates reserved the hostess’ seat for Emilia, a compensation for her status. After the butler left with the servants, only Yates and the silent Eleanor were left in the spacious living

room.

that Eleanor was somewhat uncomfortable, so he told a maid to take her

knowing that she was pregnant, the master bedroom was arranged on the south side of the first floor with

window sill was filled with all sorts of dolls, it was obviously a room prepared for a daughter. Yates once mentioned

his daughter, but because Pauline loved the idea, he had the cottage built. It was hard to describe what he felt, but he thought that Yates was a lovable fool who

and take a bath. She thought Yates would have left by then, but he was still sitting in the living room waiting for her, saying he wanted to have dinner with

for pregnant women. Eleanor thought that even if she didn’t eat, her child

nothing in common to talk about. Eleanor just kept her head down and ate while Yates sat across from her, quietly watching her. His eyes, honed by the years, were usually sharp, but at this moment, they were filled with softness as he looked at the girl eating her meal

to the children of the Sharps. Yates was more and more pleased with her, a smile tugged at the corner of his lips, “Eleanor, if only I

way, he could have spent more time with his granddaughter, giving her the best things in the world, never letting

Eleanor put down her cutlery and cleaned her mouth with a napkin, then looked at Yates, “Mr. Sharp,

way of suggesting his departure. Yates grasped her hint but remained seated. “Perhaps a stroll

the night scene according to his gaze, “The weather is turning cold,