A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1386

Beneath Bernard’s furrowed brows lay a pair of striking eyes, akin to peach blossoms in full bloom-subtle yet profound, like a star-studded night sky, complex and unreadable.

Eleanor found herself transfixed by those eyes, searching for something within them, only to realize that the stars were too distant, too elusive.

A wave of suffocation coursed through her heart, in a painfully disconcerting manner. It was as if after her heart transplant, it had become intolerant to distress. Consequently, a duli pain took inception whenever sorrow was in the offing.

But having weathered life’s tempestuous seas, she seemed more rational than before.

Like now, she managed to suppress the pain, remaining composed as she gazed at Bernard.

“Why can you come and go freely from Area Opaca, yet choose not to return home? Why haven’t you contacted me?”

Her voice was devoid of accusation, merely calm, seeking an answer.

Bernard, who had been looking down, finally lifted his eyes after a few seconds of silence.

“I don’t want to go back home, and… I don’t want to contact you.”

together, could be so cruel. She stared at Bernard, at the face

on Bernard’s lips, his eyes

he concealed the sadness in his

a hammer to her chest, painfully poignant. Eleanor bore the pain, peering into the

hurt me three times. Once when our agreement ended, once to force a divorce from me, and now this. Each time cut deep. But…

say it’s because of her you won’t come home or contact me, I don’t believe it. If you

piece, Eleanor reached out to grasp Bernard’s hand, clenched at his side.

she touched it, she felt its icy chill, colder

would have grasped

nothing

sadness, lifted her other hand, enveloping his with all the strength she could muster, “Bernard, my mother, my sister, and the hardships we faced in my childhood-all thanks to Sophie and her father. After I left Area Opaca last time, Sophie’s father pushed me into the sea. They’ve been cruel, devoid of any familial warmth; I despise them. So, please… don’t use Sophie to hurt

time, built upon such pain, Eleanor had lashed out at Bernard, even considering, regardless of his reasons, to

faced death once more, her mind had been filled with thoughts of Bernard. She loved him, and despite her anger, she was worried for

this time Bernard hadn’t brought Sophie along to act out a scene but merely used her name to hurt Eleanor.

sorry.” Bernard turned his hand over,