A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

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Chapter 1267

On the 30th, the last night, Eleanor stood outside the castle, eyes glued to the time on her watch.

When it was 00:00, the black car Bernard had left in was still nowhere to be seen on the Fiord

Roundabout.

Eleanor’s anxious heart sank, and she found herself walking uncontrollably towards the dark end. She

wanted to go down to the base of the mountain to see if any cars were coming up, but Scott blocked

her path.

“Ma’am, it’s too late to go out now.”

Bernard had instructed him to stick with Eleanor at all times and never leave her side. During this time,

Scott would keep his distance while they were in the castle, but at other times, he was always right

behind her.

“He hasn’t come back at the agreed time, how could I care about any danger?”

Eleanor shoved Scott’s hand aside, and ran down the mountain without a second thought. She had this

gut feeling that if she just ran down, she would see

Bernard.

But she ran like a mad woman to the end of the mountain road where it met the highway, and still, no

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sign of Bernard’s car.

She stood there, lost, her eyes vacant and lifeless as she stared at the passing cars..

She didn’t even have his contact info, she had no idea where he had gone, how was she supposed to

find him?

Scott, who had been trailing behind her all this time, was also restless, his brows furrowed as he

watched the passing cars…

As the two of them stood at the intersection, the sky began to drizzle again. Summer was over, and the

rainy autumn had arrived. The light rain dropped on her loose, curly hair, as if shrouding her in a cold

mist.

Scott glanced at the increasingly heavy rain in the night sky, then at Eleanor’s thin clothes. He wanted

to tell her to go back, but he knew it would be futile. Without hesitation, he took off his coat and handed

it to Eleanor.

“Ma’am, the rain is getting heavier. Please use my coat to cover yourself.”

Eleanor stood still, like a lifeless puppet abandoned by its owner.

Seeing her lack of response, Scott hesitated for a few seconds, then spread out the coat.

“Ma’am, forgive me.”

He then lifted the coat over her head to shield her from the rain.

“Scott, do you think he might not come back?”

After a long silence, Eleanor suddenly asked.

Scott knew where Bernard had gone, but he couldn’t tell Eleanor. All he could do was reassure her,

“Mr. Law will definitely come back.”

When Bernard had left, Scott had asked him why he didn’t take him along, so he could have one more

person to protect him.

But Bernard had said that he’d rather have Scott protect Eleanor because she meant more to him than

his own life.

For Bernard’s sake, Scott chose to stay behind, to silently protect Eleanor and wait for Bernard’s return.

“Really?” Eleanor murmured softly, not sure if she was asking Scott or herself. She just felt drained.

She hugged her arms tight and slowly squatted down, watching the passing cars in the distance,

hoping one of them belonged to Bernard. But Bernard’s car never showed up…

Time slipped away unnoticed, and Eleanor’s heart felt hollow…

After what felt like an eternity, a white car suddenly pulled up in front of her.

When the passenger door opened to reveal a pair of black boots, Eleanor’s heart clenched and she sat

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up quickly.

“Bernard!”

But the man in front of her was a complete stranger, not the Bernard she remembered.

The moment she saw him, Eleanor’s excitement turned into cold disappointment.

“Are you Mrs. Laurence?”

Eleanor clutched her hand tight and eyed the stranger warily.

“Who are you?”

“I was sent by Mr. Laurence.”

Eleanor suddenly remembered that Bernard had said if he didn’t come back in a month, he would send

someone to notify her.

“I’m his wife

Seeing her nod eagerly, the man handed her a pink envelope.

“Mr. Laurence asked me to give this to you.”

Hearing Mr. Laurence, Eleanor’s icy blood slowly began to warm up again.

She snatched the envelope quickly, tore it open, took out the letter, and unfolded it in a hurry.

“Eleanor, I’m sorry I didn’t come back as promised. Can you wait for me for another two months? I

promise I’ll be back

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