A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

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Chapter 1339

Robin shook his head with a sigh, “I was the one who sent him to the deserted island.”

They were taken from the island, returned after the game ended, and Robin hoped, if Eleanor could

escape, she would appear there.

The moment he woke up, he had York send people to guard the island in hopes of finding her.

Luckily, not long after, York found Eleanor on the island’s sandy beach.

“However, my father said when they found you, you were soaking wet, presumably from the sea.”

“He didn’t know who pulled you out of the water, only that someone rescued you,”

That was why she had managed to keep her unborn child safe.

Hearing this, Eleanor was taken aback.

At that time, there were no other people around. The only one who could have saved her was

Cameron.

Could it be that he felt guilty and came back to save her? Eleanor didn’t want to believe this possibility,

but felt it could only be him…

Even if it was him, Eleanor’s hatred would not lessen.

If not for Cameron, how could her mom, her sister and her have suffered so much?

If not for Cameron, how could Sophie have bullied her so much?

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Thinking of Sophie forcing Bernard to divorce her, she was filled with anger.

Seeing her clench her fists, her eyes full of anger, Robin reached over and put his hand on hers.

“You are not fully recovered yet, don’t get angry.”

Eleanor slowly retracted her anger and quietly moved her hand off Robin’s.

The one who cares first can always feel rejection, even in the slightest movement. Robin’s eyes

darkened a bit.

He then pretended not to care, picked up the water glass from the bedside table, poured a cup of

water, and handed it to Eleanor, “Did you find Bernard afterwards?”

Taking the water glass, Eleanor paused.

“I found him.” She lowered her eyes, devoid of emotion, and took a sip of water.

Finding Bernard should have made Eleanor happy, but she was not. There was no happiness in her

eyes, and Robin found it strange.

“What happened between you two?”

Eleanor, holding the cup, lowered her head, “He doesn’t want me anymore.”

As she said this, a tear fell into the water glass.

Looking at the ripple in the water, Robin was taken aback, “How could that be?”

Bernard’s possessiveness when he declared his sovereignty in front of him was almost overwhelming.

Anyone could see that Bernard loved Eleanor to his core, how could he not want her?

If it were before, Eleanor would have kept it to herself, avoiding talking about heartbreaking matters.

But now, she wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and smiled at Robin.

“He had no choice, he gave me a divorce agreement and forced me to sign.”

Robin understood that Bernard had no choice but to push Eleanor away, “Just because he had no

choice, doesn’t mean he doesn’t want you.”

Eleanor nodded lightly, her eyes looking out the window, a hint of sadness in them.

Robin watched Eleanor in silence, then finally spoke again.

“Is he still a player of Area Opaca, or is he one of the ones behind the scenes?”

The only ways Eleanor could have found him were those two.

“He’s an inviter.” Eleanor raised her hand, pointing to her chest, “There were letters and numbers of the

Area Opaca invitee on his clothes. Ace-Inviter-2-9, that’s a higher rank than the men in black, right?”

2-9 is a serial number, representing the order of Area Opaca partners, indeed a high level.

Bernard was quite impressive, an undercover agent from the Siren Organization, yet he managed to

climb to the position of a partner.

“Robin.”

“Hmm?”

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“Can someone of his rank freely enter and exit Area Opaca?”

Robin didn’t know how Bernard had become an Area Opaca inviter, but he knew that people of this

level were indeed not restricted by Area Opaca.

His hesitation was the best answer, and Eleanor’s eyelashes drooped again.

“If he had called me within 23 days, I wouldn’t have gone looking for him, and then…”

Eleanor choked up and didn’t finish her sentence.

Robin watched her, silent for a moment before comforting her.

“He probably still has unfinished tasks. Wait for him to finish and come back, then ask him properly.”

Eleanor’s fingertips gently caressed the rim of the cup, “When I signed the divorce agreement, I told

him that we would never see each other again, life or death.”

Robin was taken aback, a hint of confusion in his eyes, “Are you blaming him?”

Eleanor nodded, “He hurt me in the same way twice.”

She would rather die with him than be coldly pushed away. But Bernard thought that was the best way

to protect her. She could understand him, but the pain in her heart was something she could take to her

dreams.

“I only know he had no choice, but I don’t know why he had no choice. Isn’t that a failure?”

She had died once, and it took her three years to understand why he treated her that way.

She thought that after that experience, he wouldn’t push her away again, but he did.

Without knowing the full story, all of Bernard’s unspeakable difficulties were a kind of hurt to Eleanor.

Especially since Bernard didn’t tell her anything, most of the time, she felt like an idiot, clueless.

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