A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 270

Chapter 270 Bernard grabbed her chin with one hand, forcing her to look him in the eye. The man in front of her still looked so noble, his handsome face unchanged. He had dark circles under his deep-set eyes, but it didn’t affect his handsome appearance at all. His hair was neat and tidy, making him look very elegant and gentlemanly… The white shirt under his suit jacket had two buttons undone by her…. Now his collar was slightly open, revealing his collarbone…. Further down were his muscular chest and long legs. This was the first time Eleanor had taken a close look at him since she’d returned, thinking he’d changed a bit, and yet not. Bernard saw his own reflection in her eyes and smiled. It was only then that he could truly see himself in her eyes.

He touched her short hair and said, “I remember you used to like having long hair.” Eleanor trembled, recalling that she used to have long hair because he loved it. Now that Ethan had forced her to cut it short, it meant closing the chapter on their past, and she’d never grow her hair long for him again. Bernard’s hand moved from her hair down to her chest, touching her heart. Feeling her heartbeat, he seemed to remember something and became very guilty. Trembling, he asked her, “Does it still hurt?” Eleanor shook her head gently. “No, it doesn’t hurt after I got a new heart! She felt the hand resting on her chest trembling. Without thinking, she glanced down and noticed four deep scars on his wrist, seemingly cut by a knife. In addition, there were four scars on his palm that, even after healing, retained a terrifying appearance as if they had sliced through to the bone. She looked at Bernard in surprise, unable to believe that someone of his status could be injured, wondering who had done this to him. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Bernard, feeling guilty, stopped touching her heart. Letting go of her, he hugged her tightly. After a long silence, he finally spoke, “How have you been these past three years?” Leaning on his shoulder, Eleanor replied indifferently, Tm fine.” Those two simple words told Bernard she didn’t want to share anything about herself with him. He didn’t press further but gently stroked her back, “Do you want some water?” Eleanor shook her head, her eyes drifting to the window, seemingly deep in thought. Bernard’s face darkened, moving his hand back to her chin, making her look at him, “You promised me, your eyes will only be on me.” Eleanor hesitated for a moment, then obediently agreed, “Okay.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, lowering her head to look into his eyes. She made sure her eyes were only on him, but it only intensified the pain in Bernard’s heart. Taking a deep breath, he called her name helplessly, “Honey…” Hearing him call her like that, Eleanor suddenly thought of Sophie Ratliff. Feeling disgusted, she frowned and coldly asked, “Aren’t you married already?” She remembered reading in the news that Bernard and Sophie would be engaged three months after their breakup. Almost three years had passed since then, and they must be married by now. What should she do about a married man who kept pestering her? Before, she only wanted to avoid Bernard and hadn’t even thought about Sophie. Now that she did, she suddenly felt sick. Seeing the disgust in her eyes, Bernard quickly understood what she was thinking and hurriedly explained, “No. I didn’t marry her.”