A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1031

Robin was taken aback. He looked down at his hands, those hands that had once held Eleanor...

So, this is what it feels like to be in love?

Katharine once told him that if you like someone, your heart will beat faster, you'll feel happy when you see her and sad when you can't.

You'd have a strong desire to possess her, to not tolerate anyone else getting close. He felt this way about Eleanor, but...

The first woman he had ever been attracted to was Eleanor, a woman he once looked down on, a woman Bernard deeply loved.

He found it hard to accept. He took a step back and then turned to leave. "I just remembered, I've got stuff to do. Catch you later."

He intended to skedaddle quickly, but Bernard's cool voice sounded behind him, "Mr. Spencer, you really should stay for dinner, no matter what."

Robin turned around and looked at the noble and elegant man. "Why?"

Bernard didn't answer him, only asked Bryson, "Is everything ready?"

Bryson nodded, "Everything is ready. We can start the meal now."

Bernard smiled and said, "Mr. Spencer, shall we?"

Robin glanced at the bodyguard standing outside the door, then followed him into the dining room apprehensively.

Eleanor was already in the dining room. As soon as she saw them, she immediately invited them to eat.

Bernard naturally walked to Eleanor's side and gently stroked her hair.

Seeing their intimate gesture, Robin, who had just realized his feelings, felt a little bitter in his heart.

He suppressed his feelings and sat across from them.

Just as he picked up his knife and fork, he saw Eleanor scoop a bowl of soup and placed it next to Bernard.

Then she, with the politeness of a hostess, invited him to enjoy his meal.

But Robin had no appetite at all.

However, Bernard seemed to enjoy his meal quite a bit. "Honey, feed me."

If everything before was merely testing the waters, this moment marked the official plunge into unfamiliar territory.

Uncertain about Bernard's intentions, Robin couldn't shake the feeling that Bernard was doing it deliberately.

However, when he witnessed Eleanor picking up a spoon and naturally feeding soup to Bernard, Robin realized that this was simply a normal interaction between a married couple.

Bernard, however, lifted his eyes filled with amusement and casually looked at Robin, "Mr. Spencer, aren't you going to keep asking questions?"

Robin snapped out of his thoughts and frowned, "Ask what?"

The man leaning back in his chair slightly curled his lips, "For instance, how my wife and I met, and how we fell in love?"

Eleanor, who had been focusing on her meal, felt that Bernard was showing off and nudged him with her elbow, "Why are you talking about this? Just eat."

Even though it was just a casual comment, it still stung Robin. It was strange, why did he care so much about her opinion?

Bernard's gaze softened when he looked at Eleanor, "It's alright to talk about it. I believe Mr. Spencer wouldn't mind, right?"

His eyes were on Eleanor but he was asking Robin.

The stiff man across from him nodded, "Whatever, it's your house. Say whatever you want."

After all, Bernard's purpose of inviting him to dinner tonight wasn't for business revenge, but to assert his territory.

Robin, who had seen through his intentions, relaxed and leaned back in his chair, awaiting Bernard's love story.

But Bernard didn't say anything. Instead, he asked Eleanor, "The air conditioning is broken, are you hot?"