A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1101

Garett's face stiffened. "My legs, my depression, they're my own problems and have nothing to do with her. I need to explain this to her..."

Just as he tried to wheel away, Sigrid quickly stretched out a foot to block his wheelchair. Garett turned around to see Sigrid, standing tall and raising an eyebrow. "You..."

Sigrid, hands crossed over her chest, stopped him coldly. "Ever heard this, Jason? Even if I didn't hurt someone directly, if they get hurt because of me, I'm still responsible. Eleanor is that kind of person. Regardless of what you say, she'll always shoulder the blame. Because you gave her way too much.

You gave so much that she can never repay in this lifetime. She can only live with this guilt, with my brother. Every time they mention you, there's an insurmountable barrier. Only when you truly let go of the past can she finally lay down this burden."

Garett got it and smiled weakly. "I dragged her down."

Sigrid shook her head. "That's not what I mean. What I mean is... if you truly care about her, then go all out. Your leg injury and depression are causes for her guilt. If you could heal your legs, stand again, conquer your depression, when you're healthy again, she can finally let go..."

Garett turned his head, looking through the living room corridor at Eleanor sitting quietly, sipping coffee on the couch. Gentle light filtered in from the window, casting a golden glow on her.

The sight reminded him of when they first met. She was always so sweet and peaceful, like a clear stream flowing in his heart...

From a young age, she was kind and friendly to everyone, too gentle and obedient. She would show affection to anyone who liked her, even give all she had.

She craved love and knew how to be grateful. If not for her kindness and loyalty, how could she forgive him after such hurt? If only he hadn't come too late, with her kindness, he might still have a chance to win her love back.

He would never marry anyone in this lifetime. Even if he recovered from his leg injury and depression, he would only stay in B City.

Sigrid didn't care who he married or didn't. It had nothing to do with her, so she wouldn't bring it up again. "Well, since you agreed, just give me a call when you decide to treat your leg injury."

She pulled out a business card and handd it to Garett.

Garett didn't plan on getting treatment as he had gotten used to his condition. But Sigrid was right. If he cared about Eleanor, he should try harder and not let her feel guilty because of his leg injury and depression. "You might need surgery, and it could take some time."

Sigrid didn't mind, waving her hand dismissively. "I'll be waiting for your call. Goodbye."