A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 387

The candlelit dinner slowly came to an end, accompanied by the cello music.

As Eleanor stood up, a cool breeze blew through her short hair, and messy strands blocked her view.

Bernard reached out to help her fix her hair, picked up his suit jacket, and gently draped it over her.

Then he took her hand again and led her downstairs. "Eleanor, there's a musical. You..."

He looked down at Eleanor beside him and noticed she was staring at a building in the distance, so he didn't continue.

He nodded to his bodyguard behind him, who immediately understood and quickly walked towards the building.

"Eleanor, let's go where you were looking."

Eleanor snapped back to reality and shook her head. "No need, you've already arranged for the musical. Let's go see the musical."

Pearce told her that the building's design was inspired by ancient Greece and Rome, so she couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

She didn't expect Bernard to decide to take her there just because she looked a few more times, which surprised her.

Bernard didn't say anything more, just held her hand and walked towards the building.

Eleanor thought they would just look at it from the outside, but Bernard took her straight inside.

Although the building was open for visitors, it required advance reservations and was closed at night.

But Bernard just showed a document, and the security let them in.

Eleanor was shocked by this, but what happened next shocked her even more.

After they entered, a group of people in uniforms bowed to him and greeted—

"Sir."

She remembered that everyone in her home country called him Mr. Laurence, but abroad they called him Sir.

At first, she thought 'Sir' was just an honorific title, but now she felt it had a more representative meaning.

Eleanor didn't understand and felt that the man beside her had a more complicated identity than the one who controlled the Laurence Group.

She stared at Bernard for a while, then forced herself to look away and focus on the architecture inside.

"Hmm?"

He carried her, walkingthrough the streets of W City, and slightly turned his head to look at Eleanor who was holding onto him.

Eleanor buried her head in the nape of his neck, smelling the faint scent coming from his thick hair, and whispered, "You've never taken me out before. This is the first time..."

These words made the man suddenly stop; a painful feeling quietly rose in his heart.

He was very heartbroken and guilty as he apologized to her, "Eleanor, I'm sorry."

It was his fault for those five years, not cherishing her, and wasting her time.

He subconsciously held the woman behind him tightly, as if he was holding the whole world, using all his strength.

"Eleanor, I will make up for your loss. Just wait for me."

Eleanor remained silent, not responding to him, just leaning on his back, looking at the stars in the sky.

Those stars seemed to light the path ahead for them, leading them toward happiness.