A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 234

The stick hit really felt like a wham on Eleanor, scaring her to step back. Accidentally, she stepped on a rock.

Almost falling, a slender hand behind her caught her waist and steadied her just in time.

She looked back and saw Bernard's cold gaze on Ethan, making her jittery.

Bernard's status was something Ethan probably wouldn't want to mess with. She quickly broke free from Bernard and, gathering her courage, took Ethan's hand.

"...Honey, stop hitting, let's go home..."

Honey?

Ethan put away the stick, giving her an unhappy side-eye, as if saying, "What the hell are you babbling about?"

At this point, Eleanor couldn't care less. Grasping his arm, she tiptoed and whispered in his ear, "Just play along."

Ethan, however, uncooperatively replied, "You got yourself into this trouble, figure it out on your own."

Eleanor, growing anxious, whispered, "If he takes me away, it's like taking away my sister's heart."

Ethan had no way.

He put down the baseball bat, finally compromising, "Let's go."

Seeing him cooperate, Eleanor held his arm tightly and turned to leave.

"Don’t go!"

A cold voice made Ethan stop in his tracks.

Eleanor tugged at his arm, telling him, "Just ignore him."

But Ethan didn't want to leave anymore. He turned around and spun the baseball bat in his hand, then looked at Bernard with a raised chin.

"You hurt my wife, I let it slide, and you're still riding high. Who the hell do you think you are?"

Bernard didn't take Ethan seriously at all. He walked up to Eleanor and extended his hand, "Come with me."

She could hit him, curse him, hate him, and never forgive him. Anything but using another man to provoke him. He couldn't take it...

Eleanor scoffed in her heart, "Love me? For eight years? I had no idea."

Those past memories kept replaying in her mind, but there was never a trace of love, only his coldness and indifference.

He had clearly never loved her, so why claim now that he had for eight years? Who would believe this?

She would rather die than have anything to do with him as Eleanor. Her face remained emotionless.

She looked at him coldly, "Sir, tonight's farce should end. We've reached our limit of tolerance for you."

With that, she ruthlessly pushed away his hand on her shoulder and walked towards Ethan, "Let's go."

Ethan's gaze shifted, taking hold of Eleanor's hand as they walked towards the car.

This time, Bernard did not stand in their way. Instead, with tearful eyes, he watched the two of them hand in hand, walking away.