A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 573

As Eleanor was heading upstairs, a gunshot made her jump out of her skin. She grabbed the railing to steady herself.

She quickly climbed the stairs and through the crowd, catching sight of the scene in the glass room. Her face turned pale in an instant.

She instinctively looked at Bernard, who was blasting away with his gun. Seeing his trembling hand holding the gun, she knew he was falling apart.

She wanted to rush over to Bernard, but Ethan grabbed her wrist and said, "Let him see it for himself, or it'll haunt him forever."

This kind of thing, true or false, will stick like a thorn in his heart, making him suspicious and paranoid over time.

Eleanor, who didn't grasp Ethan's deeper meaning, gave him a fierce glare, saying, "He's already traumatized by this kind of thing, and you're just making it worse. That's just cruel."

Ethan snorted, "I'm cruel?"

He slowly dropped his mocking smile, looking at Bernard's back with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

"At least what he saw was fake; what I saw was real."

After whispering those words, he lowered his gaze to the surprised Eleanor.

"You tell me, who's the real cruel one?"

The jealousy in his eyes gradually turned to despair.

What Ethan meant was that he had seen Emilia doing such things with other men.

So, the more he loved Emilia, the more he hated her, hating her so much that he'd rather live in agony than follow her in death.

Eleanor didn't know what kind of grudges existed between him and Emilia.

All she knew was that Ethan was now overshadowed by darkness and seemed to have lost hope in life.

She was wrapped in a beige coat, with snowflakes on her head and a faint smile on her fair face.

Her clear, bright eyes reflected his figure as if he were the only one in her world.

Watching her walk up to him, Bernard felt as if he had found the antidote to his nightmare.

He put away his gun, took off his coat, and wrapped it around Eleanor.

Then he pulled her tightly into his arms and said, "It's so cold; why didn't you stay at home and rest?"

Eleanor lifted her head from his chest and said, "I woke up and didn't see you. I was worried something might have happened to you, so I came to find you."

After her soft reply, her gaze shifted to the woman on the bed, covered in blankets.

Seeing the face so similar to hers, Eleanor's breath hitched: "She does look a lot like me. No wonder she fooled you."