A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 269

After Bernard and Eleanor left the airport, they got into a fancy car.

Eleanor sat in the back, about to buckle up when

Bernard took the seatbelt and helped her put it on.

He lifted his cold, indifferent eyes to take a glance at Eleanor.

Seeing her calm expression, Bernard straightened up and ordered Aidyn, who was closely following them, to drive.

Upon starting the car, Eleanor turned her head and gazed out the window without saying a word.

Bernard also faced the window with a frosty expression, remaining silent.

Even though they were sitting side by side, it felt like there was an invisible barrier between them, keeping them distant like strangers.

It wasn't know how long it took, but eventually, Bernard couldn't resist turning around to look at her again...

She was leaning against the car door with the window half-open, the breeze blowing in, her thick short hair swaying.

She gazed at the scenery outside the window, quiet and well-behaved, just like when she was with him, as if she had never changed.

Seeing her like this, Bernard's eyes reddened, and he couldn't help but say, "Stop the car."

Aidyn promptly slowed down and parked the car by the roadside before tactfully getting out.

Eleanor turned her head and asked Bernard with confusion, "Aren't you taking me to see Garett?"

Bernard stared at her anxious face and nodded slightly, "I'll take you, but..."

He paused for a moment, then moved closer to Eleanor and said, "Before we see him, can we just go back to how we were?"

The fact that she was coerced into agreeing made Bernard's heart grow even more bitter. But this was an opportunity he had fought for, he couldn't just give it up lightly.

After he had Aidyn get back in the car, he told Eleanor, "It ends when the car stops."

Eleanor didn't respond. But when the privacy screen came down, she suddenly felt a little nervous.

As she was dazed, Bernard slipped one arm around her waist, lifting her onto his lap. He had always liked holding her this way.

He enjoyed looking up at her. This way, he could clearly see her eyes, and confirm whether they still held his reflection.

Eleanor, reluctantly, wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders, her legs forced onto his lap. Despite them doing nothing explicit, the intimate position reminded Eleanor of their passionate times together in the past.

Those memories made her quickly avert her gaze, avoiding eye contact with him.