A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1398

After Peterson left, Eleanor lingered intentionally, waiting for Yates to catch up. Sure enough, it wasn’t long before he appeared, briskly following her.

He had just dashed out, whispering some instructions to his men in black, then he turned around to find Eleanor had vanished. But there she was, leaning against the porch, seemingly lost in thought, prompting Yates to slow his pace.

“Eleanor, are you scared?” he asked, concern lacing his voice.

Head bowed, Eleanor gave a slight nod. “He’s still my biological father, after all. It feels a bit cruel.”

Yates scoffed, “That man? A father? He abandoned you, killed your mother, and left you to fend for yourself. He’s nothing.”

Eleanor glanced at him, not bothering to argue, and simply said, “Maybe it’s because I’m pregnant. All this drama is making me uneasy.”

Yates, oblivious to her underlying feelings, instinctively suggested, “If you’re not feeling well, you should go rest.”

Eleanor asked, seizing

the head of Area Opaca. The control room is yours. Rest there,”

there anyway, nodded without a hint of emotion,

truly wished she wouldn’t bring into the world. But since they had struck a deal, as long as Eleanor remained with the Sharp family, he could maneuver

on urgent business by his men. He told Eleanor to rest up

a soft ‘okay’, but as soon as he left, her

Peterson arrived, knocking on the door with an armful of spicy snacks. “Pick whatever you like,” he said, offering a comforting

then turned to Peterson, “I just

“What do you want to know?”

looked up at

and Eleanor didn’t press him. Instead, she lowered her head to her swelling belly. “Peterson, I grew up an orphan. I don’t want my child to go without

was raised

to Peterson, who was visibly torn. “Before Bernard left, we broke up. If there hadn’t been anything odd about Sophie’s death, I might not have put