A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1463

Tall and imposing, Bernard had changed back into his black suit, which made him look like the garb of a spectral envoy from the netherworld, an aura of chilling detachment emanating from him. His alabaster complexion and the barely concealed fury in his eyes seemed to threaten the very air around him.

He strode over to the passenger side of the car, peering through the tinted window, his gaze bearing down on the woman inside. “Are you getting out on your own, or should I smash this car to bits and carry you out myself?”

Eleanor’s eyelashes fluttered downward as she contemplated the man outside, a tempest of rage within him. With a slow, deliberate movement, she pushed open the car door.

Before she could step out, her wrist was seized by his icy fingers. Had she not been carrying their child, he might have already yanked her from the vehicle with brute force.

He held her wrist, helping her out of the car, and then suddenly lowered his frosty gaze to Robin, who was frowning in concern. The moment their eyes locked, Robin saw a flash of murderous intent in Bernard’s gaze, but it vanished as quickly as it had appeared. Bernard then took Eleanor by the hand and led her towards the sleek Bugatti.

Suppressing his anger, Bernard opened the passenger door for her, waited for her to get in, and then bent down to fasten her seatbelt for her.

Eleanor’s lips parted as she tried to speak, but before she could utter a word, Bernard straightened, slammed the car door shut, and walked around to the driver’s side.

started the car and pulled away from the curb, driving at

I was on the operating table, the baby

merely lowered her head, whispering, “I’m sorry, I

if you don’t want the surgery, but why did you have to take off with him?” Bernard’s explosive voice cut her off, and Eleanor froze, staring at Bernard who had stopped the car and was now approaching her with fiery

in the old days, I would have crippled Robin’s hands

was a man who tolerated no affronts, a fearsome creature who

a tinderbox of wrath, she dared not provoke him and remained silent. Sometimes, silence could be more

only exhaustion. After

it. I shouldn’t be

she could leave him. To be angry with her under

that gave her the courage to speak again, “I’m sorry, I was scared that you would insist on the surgery, that’s why I didn’t tell you. As for Robin… he just happened to be there.”

took to calm Bernard’s temper. He tilted his head and kissed her

really care that much about the baby?”

and placed it on her belly, where their child was still moving. It was a life already in motion. How could she bear