When she saw the petite figure turn around without hesitation and start to leave, Bernard hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her tightly from behind. He rested his chin on her shoulder and whispered in her ear with a sigh, "You drive me nuts."
Eleanor, her back to him, just smirked. "Bernard, don't pull this move again. It won't work on me."
Hearing this, Bernard raised an eyebrow. "Seems like you prefer me to be more straightforward…"
Leaning down, he softly bit her ear, his tongue teasing her sensitive skin. "I really... want you."
His warm breath on her ear sent tingles down her spine, almost making Eleanor lose her balance. "Stop…"
She tried to wriggle free, but he pinned her against the wall. "Relax, I'm only going to kiss you."
His words were brutally honest. Even more honest was the way he lifted her hand above her head, wrapped his arm around her waist, and pulled her soft body against his own heated one...
Eleanor, kissed against the wall by him, was about to give in completely. If she hadn't had a shred of sanity left, they would've...
Eleanor, her body weak, managed to find her voice when he finally released her lips. "Bernard, let go of me!"
The man who had been passionately kissing her neck and nibbling her ear froze, then a smile tugged at his lips. "Call me 'hubby' and I'll let you go."
Eleanor's cheeks were burning. His words made her blush even harder. "No, I can't."
He lifted his lust-filled eyes,and stared intensely at her. "Huh? Why not?"
Eleanor stammered, "We... we're not married yet…"
The smile on Bernard's face deepened. "Soon enough. Just get used to it."
Bernard looked serious. "What am I planning? What happens on a wedding night?"
Eleanor coughed lightly, changing the subject. "Your grandfather called me earlier…"
The smile on Bernard's lips disappeared instantly. "What did he say to you?"
Seeing Bernard's serious expression, Eleanor didn't hesitate to relay the old man's message: "Blake said he accepts me, but he still can't accept that I can't have children. So, he's giving me a deadline, hoping I can get pregnant within two months…"
Bernard scoffed. "Ignore him. Whether you want to have children or not, that's your decision. It has nothing to do with anyone else."
Eleanor nodded. While she did want to have children, she didn't like the idea of it being set as a task with a deadline. She wanted her and Bernard to have a child out of love, not just to meet a goal. They were on the same page about this, so they chose to ignore the old man's deadline. The next morning, the old man was sent off to Y Country without any chance to argue.
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