A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1427

Chapter 1427

Cradled in his arms, Eleanor’s whole body trembled, yet as she caught the familiar, icy scent of him, her shaking subsided.

Slowly, she lifted her eyes to meet the chiseled jawline of the man looking down at her with his long lashes casting shadows on his cheeks.

In each other’s gaze, they saw a reflection of their own faces – one pale, the other resolute neither willing to look away.

“Eleanor, let’s go home.” Ignoring the gunshot wound in his shoulder, Bernard scooped up Eleanor in a bridal carry.

The effort caused blood to trickle from his wound onto Eleanor’s cheek, a startling crimson smear.

“Put me down!” Eleanor commanded.

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He was injured and still carrying her was he out of his mind? Eleanor, worried he was in pain, struggled to be released, but Bernard leaned in, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“Easy, don’t move.”

That familiar term of endearment, “easy,” once again brought tears to Eleanor’s eyes.

“It’ll hurt if you exert yourself.”

His lips were white from strain, yet he smiled faintly. “As long as you don’t squirm, it won’t hurt,” he said.

Moved by Bernard’s stubbornness, Eleanor wrapped her arms around his neck for a fleeting moment.

in his chest, feeling his heartbeat, her tears flowing

such a fool…”

do anything. Even if it meant

love was so pure that Eleanor felt

as well, yet this fool didn’t mind.

lifted her tear-filled eyes,

like this, please put me

him, which only deepened the

no shame

wounded shoulder, held the woman in his arms

at the bewildered Eleanor, and smiled again. “I’m

need your

Not letting go.

Never letting go.

baby on the way, it’s

extra one, your husband can carry

into the distance as they left.

room, watching their retreating

for Eleanor’s forgiveness, only watching quietly, as if through them he saw himself and Pauline from years

time, had also been heartbroken to

hand, and the seeds of his own making were discovered

had fallen in love with him and found it unbearably hard

aged eyes clouded with tears at

the figures before him blurred, he spoke in a low, regretful tone.

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