She stared at her injured hand for a while before giving Bernard a nod.
"It's okay."
It really was okay. Whatever he did last night, the drained Eleanor didn't care anymore.
She had spent an entire night sitting on a bench in the streets of W City before finally waking up...
She and Bernard came from two different worlds. One from the bottom, the other from the top of society.
She couldn't comprehend the world of those at the top, she could only see a limited view of it.
Her newfound fragile trust in Bernard was shattered by those from the top.
She had never deeply considered the issue of social inequality. She thought that as long as she loved bravely, they could have a happy ending.
But...
She couldn't comprehend the foreign language on the menu during their date.
People bowed to him when they visited the Parliament building.
The friends he introduced her to were all aristocrats he had known since childhood from all over the world.
She saw him with another woman at a romantic restaurant, but was stopped by security before she could confront them.
She braved the heavy rain to the hotel, but didn't even manage to set foot in the entrance before being told that this was the place where the Royal Family of Arvandor frequented…
She realized the problems between them weren't just about trust, but also about their different backgrounds.
She had considered standing on equal grounds with him through her own efforts after agreeing to be with him. But throughout this time...
Seeing their panicked looks, Eleanor felt even more burdened.
She quickly shook her head at Bernard, "They've been good to me, they didn't bully me. I fell on my own. Don't misunderstand them."
Hearing her words, Bernard took the medicine box from the servant.
It was only after he put the box on the table that he noticed the things on it, and his face turned pale.
Turns out her sudden coldness wasn't because she was angry at him or because of the servants and bodyguards, but because she found these things.
He stood there for a few seconds, then, with trembling fingers, he opened the medicine box and took out the iodine.
He wanted to apply the iodine to her palm, but was once again pushed away by Eleanor...
He held the iodine in his hand, with his eyes filled with bloodshot, slowly lifted his head, "Is it over?"
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