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Chapter 1091
Bernard didn’t return Eleanor’s calls, leaving her clutching her phone, urging the driver to speed up
Back at the villa in B City Bernard was sprawled on the couch, getting his head checked out by a
private doc.
“How’s he doing doc?”
Aidyn had called the doctor in a panic when Bernard came back with a killer headache
After checking him over, the doctor put away his tools, peeled off his sterile gloves, and gave Aidyn the
lowdown *Judging from Bernard’s symptoms, it seems like the headache could be due to stress or
overworking his brain.”
Aidyn glanced at Bernard, a frown creasing his face. He couldn’t help but feel uneasy about the whole
situation after all, Mrs. Laurence was meeting her ex with Bernard’s approval
“Is there a chance his tumor could recur?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“At the moment, we haven’t detected any signs of that. But given the limited equipment I have with me,
it’d be best to get a full check–up at the hospital”
Having said that, the doctor pulled out two bottles of pills from his medical bag and handed them to
Aidyn.
“These are painkillers. If he’s in pain, he can take two each time”
Aidyn took the medication and asked, “Anything else we should watch out for?”
“For someone who’s had brain surgery before, it’s crucial they maintain a balanced diet and keep their
emotions in check, Also, it’s best not to overuse their brain.”
Coincidentally, Bernard was feeling stressed while watching Eleanor take care of Garett, and
overthinking had his brain working overtime.
“We should ensure Bernard keeps his emotions steady. Right now, it’s just a headache, but if his blood
pressure goes up, it could lead to a second brain hemorrhage.” Aidyn took note of these points. After
sending the doc off, he poured Bernard a glass of water and handed him the pills. He watched Bernard
down the meds before trying fo reason with him
“Bernard, Garett’s sick and you’re not feeling well either You allowed your wife to help Garett, but who’s
going to help you? You really shouldn’t let Eleanor take care of Garett anymore”
Bernard, who’d had his eyes closed the whole time, barely opened them, a frosty gaze landing on
Aidyn.
“It’s just a minor issue, not really sick ”
Aidyn wanted to say more, but Bernard was already looking out the window, a car pulling into the villa.
“Get out, don’t blabber to Eleanor.”
Following Bernard’s gaze, Aidyn saw Eleanor stepping out of the car and understood what he meant.
He looked at Bernard for a few seconds, but in the end, didn’t say anything just sighed in resignation
and left.
After getting out of the car, Eleanor headed straight for the master bedroom on the second floor. Seeing
Bernard standing by the window, she breathed a sigh of relief.
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“Honey, I’m sorry lost track of time. You’ve been waiting for so long”
She walked up to him, hugging him from behind, resting her face against his sturdy back.
His shirt always had a faint scent about it.
Inhaling this familiar smell, Eleanor felt her worries gradually subsiding.
“Honey, have you eaten yet? Are you hungry?”
Bernard looked down at the hand encircling his waist.
His eyes sparkled like the stars as he stared for a moment before slowly prying Eleanor’s fingers off
“I’m not hungry”
His cold response betrayed his current displeasure.
Eleanor thought he was mad at her for coming out two hours late and immediately tried to hug him
again.
“Sweetheart, don’t be mad. It’s all my fault for not coming out in time.”
When she hugged him from the front and looked up at him, she noticed that Bernard’s face was a bit
pale and there was clear pain in his expression.
“Babe, what’s wrong?”