A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1231

Chapter 1231 

Hearing footsteps, Pearce, lounging on the couch, instantly straightened up, saying to Eleanor, “I’m feeling a bit woozy, gonna head back home.” 

Now that there was someone to help, Eleanor naturally wanted him to stay, “Didn’t you say if I can’t finish all the design sketches today, you’re crashing at my place?” 

Pearce waved his hand as he got up, saying, “Oh, come on, I’ve got my own place, why would I stay at yours? I’ll come back tomorrow. Bye for now…” 

But as soon as he got up, a slender, fair hand came out of nowhere and rested on his shoulder, pressing him back down. 

“Pearce, who are you thinking of punishing?” 

Pearce glanced at the expressionless Bernard, quickly pulling up his stiff mouth corners to flash a perfectly symmetrical grin. 

“Why, myself, of course!” 

A playful glint appeared in Bernard’s frosty gaze. 

“I heard you wanted to punish me.” 

“Hehe.” Pearce chuckled awkwardly. 

“I was just talking nonsense, didn’t mean it.” 

Who would dare harm Bernard? Wasn’t it a death wish? 

Like Cedric, Pearce knew when to push and when to yield. He automatically took out a wet wipe and handed it to Bernard. 

“You touched me, your hand is dirty, Mr. Laurence, clean it.” 

For Eleanor, this was the first time seeing such a sensible Pearce being so considerate. She couldn’t help but prop up her chin with a hand, watching his performance. 

Bernard stared at his face for a few seconds, took the wet wipe, cleaned his hand, and turned his gaze away. 

“If you talk behind my back again, I’m going to break your leg.” 

Hearing this, Pearce paused, then asked Bernard in a daze. 

“I have three legs, which one are you going to break?” 

Bernard lowered his eyelids, looking down at his lower body. 

Pearce followed his gaze to his own lower body. 

Then, quickly shielded his third leg. 

“No can do, I’m not married yet, you can’t harm this leg.” 

Wordlessly, Bernard threw the wet wipe back at him and then walked over to Eleanor. 

After looking at Eleanor for a while, he bypassed the desk and swept her up into his arms. 

Surprised at being suddenly lifted, Eleanor screamed and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. 

“Honey, where are you taking me?” 

Bernard didn’t answer, just looked at her deeply. 

With just this look, Eleanor knew what he was about to do. 

What a virile map, not even sparing her in broad daylight. 

“Why not wait till I finish the sketch?” 

“You can take your time with the sketches later.” 

Now they had something more important to do. 

Bernard originally didn’t want kids, but… 

If something dangerous were to happen to him all of a sudden, having a child might be a comfort to Eleanor. 

Of course, this was just in case. His plan and confidence were to survive in the darkness. 

Eleanor couldn’t lose him, and he couldn’t lose Eleanor. For each other, they both had to come back alive. 

Watching Bernard and Eleanor’s retreating figures, Nina, lying on the floor, voiced a question, “Why does it always take so long for my aunt and her husband to reappear when they go upstairs? What on earth are they doing?” 

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“Do you want to know?” 

After Bernard carried Eleanor away, Pearce lay back on the couch leisurely. 

“Yes, I do.” 

Curiosity piqued, Nina nodded vigorously.