Chapter 248 He reached out to touch her face, but she backed away in terror.
Eleanor stared blankly at his right hand, as if she had some kind of psychological trauma. Fear shone in her pupils, Seeing this, Bernard seemed to understand something. He quickly withdrew his hand and told her, âDonât be afraid, I wonât lay a finger on you again.â
Eleanorâs effort to maintain a calm expression suddenly crumbled. âStay away from me.â
Bernard gently shook his head. âEleanor, I canât leave youâ
Eleanorâs face darkened. Twe told you before, my name is Emilia, not Eleanor! How many times do I have to repeat it for you to believe 117â²â²
The coldness in Bernardâs eyes began to redden. âAm you... really not her?â
âYes, Iâm not her Eleanor raised her delicate face, showing an extremely exaggerated expression Bernardâs thick eyelashes twitched slightly, his eyes still full of disbrief He took a step closer to her, cornered her against the wall, and again tried to touch her cheek.
Beleving he was going to force himself on her again, Eleanor desperately pushed him away and turned to run, but he tightly grabbed her from behind.
His tall figure enveloped her petite form, his firm chest pressed against her back.
Eleanor was angry and struggled nonstop, but the man didnât let go. His body acted like an insurmountable barrier.
She suddenly found the situation ridiculous. âSir, do you have some kind of fetish for married women?â
The man ignored her sarcasm, using one hand to restrain her while the other brushed away her short hair.
When he undoubtedly felt the small scar on the back of her head, he smiled sightly. Indeed, this was his Eleanor, he hadnât mistaken her for someone But that scar, it stabbed into Bernardâs heart, making his once indifferent and distant eyes become filled with guilt.
With trembling fingers, he gently touched the scar on the back of her head, sincerely apologizing. Iâm sorry, that slap... cost you your life.
Eleanor turned her head slightly, avoiding his touch. âI donât know what youâre talking aboutâ
She did have a scar on the back of her head after surgery, but she wouldnât admit it.
Bernard didnât force her to admit it, but he kept stroking the scar again and again.
Every time he touched it, his heart hurt. The intense pain was unbearable.
His eyes slowly reddened, his voice becoming somewhat h oa rse. âDoes it hurt?â
Did it hurt?
It used to.
It hurt so much she had lain on the cold floor, unable to even call for help.
The pain made her lose faith in him and the courage to live.
So much pain that she wanted to see him before she died, but he wouldnât even answer her calls.
Such pain that went beyond physical suffering wasnât easily forgotten.
It was precisely because of this pain that she finally saw through Bernard, to see how ruthless he really was.
But now this emotionless man was holding her, asking if she was in pain. Wasnât that funny?
A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)
ï¤Chapter 247 Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END)
ï¤Chapter 1765 (END)
Eleanorâs face went cold, she spoke in a speechless tone. âFive minutes are up. Let go of me Having her in his arms, how could he bear to let goâ âThereâs something left to sayâ
He leaned his exquisitely carved chin on her neck, whispering in her ear. âhoney..â
Eleanors face darkened even more. âDonât call me that!â
Thatâs what he used to call her when they were making passionate love in bed.
It made her think he loved her and, unable to help herself, she gradually gave her heart to him.
How silly of her to thank someone like Bernard would ever fall for anyone.
She had misunderstood hem before, and now she finally saw through him. She felt that her past self had been so foolish.
07 no Bernard was stunned, looking at Eleanorâs reluctant expression.