A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 250

Bernard's heart ached, and his eyes grew moist.

It was the stupidest decision he had ever made, and he regretted it many times after they parted.

Suppressing the pain in his heart, he explained to her, "I once promised my older brother that I would marry Sophie."

Eleanor's eyes remained calm and indifferent. "So you just gave up on me."

Bernard opened his mouth, wanting to argue, but couldn't find the words.

Because when their contract ended, he did think about giving her up.

She didn't even love him, so why force her to stay?

Besides, due to his brother's dying wish, he couldn't give her a proper status.

Plus, he worried that she'd get hurt if she continued to stay with him.

Under such circumstances, he decided to give her up.

Now looking back, it didn't matter what the reason was – in her eyes, he had given up on her without hesitation, and he couldn't argue against that.

His silence caused Eleanor to sneer. "Bernard, you never loved me. It's just your possessive nature."

Bernard shook his head and said, "I know the difference between love and possessiveness, Eleanor. You can't deny me like that."

Eleanor lowered her head, staring at the arm holding her tightly, her mind drifting for a moment.

After a while, she said calmly, "If you loved me, you wouldn't be so cold towards me. You treated me like Sophie's substitute, or even just a tool to help you deal with your sex desire."

She turned her head and looked at him coldly. "You told Liana that to you, I was nothing more than a tool. You also said not to delude myself into thinking you'd ever love me. Tell me, how can I believe you really love me?"

After an unknown amount of time had passed in silence, Bernard still refused to give up, pleading with her. "I can explain everything."

Eleanor shook her head gently. "It doesn't matter anymore. I don't mind because I never loved you either."

Bernard suddenly smiled. "Yeah, you never loved me."

He let go of Eleanor in despair, staggering a step backward, his eyes red but still fixed on her. "Not even a little bit?"

Eleanor's eyelashes trembled, but she still shook her head calmly.

The smile at the corner of Bernard's mouth deepened. "Then what do these mean?"

He took out the letters he always carried with him and showed them to Eleanor, repeatedly asking her with swollen eyes, "What do these mean, really?"