A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 143

Her eyes were clear and clean, with no complicated feelings towards him, just pleading.

Bernard's blood ran cold, and the slight comfort he had felt after sleeping with her instantly vanished.

His heart was torn open with a long gash, hurting so much that it seemed like even his palms were in pain.

He clenched his fists, trying to control the spreading pain, but couldn't stop it.

That kind of pain was unprecedentedly intense, spreading through his entire body, too unbearable to tolerate.

"Mr. Laurence, I'm so grateful to you for lending me a hand when I was most helpless back then. Otherwise, Garett wouldn't have made it."

"I appreciate you, but my feelings for you go no further than that."

"Enough!"

Bernard suddenly let out a cold laugh, making Eleanor shut her mouth abruptly.

She didn't have the courage to look at Bernard, her head hanging low, waiting for the storm of anger to come.

But after a long wait, the man didn't respond.

She slowly looked up, seeing his cold and disappointed eyes.

Her felt like her heart was being crushed by something, causing her so much pain that it was even difficult for her to breathe.

This man was best at controlling his emotions, and at this point, he had already calmed down.

To this woman, five years just meant gratitude, nothing more.

For her, he had lowered his dignity and went after her over and over again.

But he was rejected by her again and again. She only loved her Garett, and he was nothing in her heart.

If he continued to cling to her, it would only make him look ridiculous.

He hid the disappointment in his eyes and coldly looked at Eleanor, his voice filled with unprecedented coldness.

"Get out!"

He only said so, which meant he let her go.

There was an impulse to rush over and pull her back into his arms.

But her words just now had pushed him away, causing his reason to come back.

It was just a woman who didn't love him, no big deal, there was no need to linger.

He moved his eyes from the ground, but when he saw the torn clothes on the floor, the bone-piercing pain suddenly spread throughout his body.

He might have gotten used to her body, which was why his mind was filled with images of her begging under him. It must be!

Jason and Eleanor, supporting each other, walked out of the villa. Outside, there were several cars brought by Jason.

The people in the car were all bodyguards, their faces covered in scars.

Before Jason entered, he had already fought a fierce battle with Bernard's bodyguards.

Jason had brought too few people and couldn't beat Bernard's men, forcing Jason to seek help from the police.

Seeing Jason emerge unharmed, the bodyguards all breathed a sigh of relief, and one of them helped the two open the car door.