Bernard stared at Eleanor for a while before saying, "Eleanor, I've never cared about your background. All I love is you, no matter who you are or what people think. You're enough for me."
Because of this, he never thought too much about these issues and never realized that deep down inside Eleanor, there was always a standard.
This standard was always measuring the gap between them, but for him, these were never obstacles.
He touched Eleanor's cheek and said affectionately, "What's mine is yours. If you're willing, I can give you everything right now."
Eleanor just smiled at him without saying much.
He could give her everything, but not the spiritual wealth she needed.
This kind of wealth related to cognition could only be owned by oneself, and Bernard couldn't understand that.
Seeing the smile on her lips, the man felt a little helpless and suddenly embraced her, flipping her over and pressing her onto the sofa,
"Eleanor, I'll give you enough security and confidence in the future. These things won't be obstacles."
Eleanor looked up at the stubborn and obstinate man on top of her and sighed deeply,
"What about children?"
Bernard's body stiffened, and his determined eyes suddenly showed a hint of panic,
"You..."
Eleanor slowly shifted her gaze to her flat belly,
"I heard what you said to me in the hospital that day.
The doctor said I've taken too many contraceptives and it'll be difficult for me to get pregnant."
Bernard's already pale face turned even paler.
He let go of Eleanor and sat up, collapsing onto the sofa with extreme exhaustion.
In the future, I'll try to overcome these problems, but for now, we're not suitable for each other. It's better for both of us to separate and cool down for a while."
Her voice was very calm, gentle, and even too rational for Bernard to find words to say.
He slightly released the woman in his arms, leaned back on the sofa, and quietly watched her flawless face.
Eleanor also looked at the man who was holding her tightly and wouldn't let go.
Neither of them spoke, just gazing at each other.
Silence filled the room as time quietly passed, slowly eroding their calmness.
Finally, Bernard spoke, "Eleanor, if you think we're not suitable for each other right now, let's break up."
Eleanor was about to nod when Bernard suddenly lifted her chin, revealing a domineering and assertive look in his eyes,
“After we break up, let me pursue you.”
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