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.

her face in his chest, feeling his heartbeat, her tears

such a fool…”

sake, was willing to do anything. Even if it meant giving up his life, he was

that Eleanor felt overwhelmed

as well,

her tear-filled eyes, looking at him through a mist.

see you like

him, which only deepened

said, there’s no shame in

held the woman in

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

need your concern, so-”

Not letting go.

Never letting go.

“There’s a baby on the

one, your husband

intimate exchange faded into the

stepped out of the safe room, watching their retreating figures without trying

watching quietly, as if

been heartbroken to

fate played its cruel hand, and the seeds of his own making were discovered by Pauline, who then left without looking

that she had fallen in love with him and found it unbearably hard

at the memory of Pauline’s

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

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