A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 572

When she finally got a good look at the man who had grabbed her, Eleanor's face turned ghostly pale.

She tried to open the car door in a panic, but it had already been locked when she was dragged into the car.

Unable to get out, Eleanor looked at Ethan in terror. "Didn't you let me go? Why are you here again?"

Dressed in a neatly ironed white shirt, Ethan turned his head slightly at her question.

"I'm here to confirm something."

Before Eleanor could ask what it was, he suddenly leaned in, causing her to scramble backward in fright.

"Ethan! What are you doing?!"

Ignoring her, Ethan advanced until he had her pressed against the car window, then lifted a hand to cup her chin.

The cold and unfamiliar touch caused a wave of revulsion to spread over her face. Eleanor's blood seemed to run in reverse, prompting her to struggle.

"Don't touch me!"

But Ethan didn't care about her struggle or resistance. He held her firmly against the car window, his gaze dropping to her lips. After a few seconds, he suddenly leaned in for a kiss.

"Ethan, is this how you honor my sister Emilia? Is it?!"

The man paused at her words but then continued his advance.

Just as he was about to kiss her, a smirk appeared on his face. Eleanor, still trembling in fear, saw Ethan's eyes turn red with laughter.

"Have you lost your mind?"

She thought Ethan must have gone mad—his brain scrambled—to do such irrational things.

After laughing for several minutes, he released Eleanor and sat up straight, pulling out a picture from his pocket and gently running his fingers over it.

"Emilia, I didn't betray you. I'm not interested in her at all. Don't blame me."

Eleanor was stunned, looking at Ethan with a complicated expression.

She didn't know why, but at this moment, she was willing to trust Ethan.

Perhaps it was because she was touched by his deep love for Emilia.

Soon, the car stopped at a mansion. Ethan led Eleanor toward the penthouse.

The rooftop had a bulletproof glass house, which was hard to penetrate with regular handguns.

Caleb and his group were standing outside, watching the passionate embrace between "Eleanor" and a man in the glass house.

The more Caleb watched, the more nauseated he felt. He turned to look at the man beside him, who was radiating a chilly aura.

"Mr. Laurence, are you okay?"

Even though he knew the woman in there was fake, Bernard couldn't help but clench his fist when he saw the scene.

Swallowing his anger, Bernard pulled out his handgun, aimed at the glass, and began shooting like a madman.