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.

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

you’re such

willing to do anything. Even if it meant giving up his life, he was always without

so pure that Eleanor felt overwhelmed with guilt.

never treated him as well, yet this

tear-filled eyes, looking at him through

to see you like this, please

him, which only deepened the smile on

once said, there’s no shame in

held the woman in his arms tighter as he walked

his eyes, looking at the bewildered

your

Not letting go.

Never letting go.

on the way,

“Even with an extra one, your

the distance as they

the safe room, watching their retreating figures without trying to stop

if through them he saw himself and Pauline

the time, had also been heartbroken to see him wounded. She must

making were discovered by Pauline, who then

she clung to him, crying that she had fallen in love with him and found it unbearably hard

at

he spoke in a low, regretful tone.

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