A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1272

Chapter 1272 

Garett had done what he had to, his heart heavy with sorrow, he leaned on his crutch and took a step back, 

“Eleanor, remember to call me if you need anything,” he said. 

He kept a proper distance with Eleanor, never crossing the line, because he wanted to be family to her. 

Eleanor would always nod silently to whatever he said, just like before, 

“Okay.” 

With one last deep look at Eleanor, Garett turned around, heading back to his car. 

The moment the car door closed, Garett looked through the window at Eleanor standing by the road. 

And Eleanor was looking down at the torn ‘suicide note’ on the ground… 

“Scott… Call Evan. I want to see him,” she said slowly after Garett’s car disappeared at the end of the road. 

Scott was afraid of what Eleanor would do when she found out everything. But seeing the determination in her eyes, he nodded his agreement. 

When Evan got the call from Scott, he knew that he couldn’t hide the truth anymore. So, he packed up, took the urn, and boarded the private plane headed home to the Fiord Roundabout. 

As Evan entered, Eleanor was sitting on the living room couch, pinching a photo in her fingers. It was a picture she had secretly taken of Bernard while he was asleep. 

Evan just stood there, looking at Eleanor, her face pale. He walked over to her without a word, placing the urn on the table. 

“Whose is this?!” 

Her voice was trembling, her body shaking, and tears were streaming down her face. 

Evan didn’t know what to say. 

Seeing him like this, Eleanor started to panic. She got up and grabbed his clothes. 

“Evan, speak up.” 

Trying to hold onto the last bit of sanity, she went from yelling to begging, all for one answer. 

Evan’s mournful eyes moved from her face to the urn sitting on the table… 

“It’s Caleb’s urn.” 

Evan lifted his finger and touched the cold 

urn, “It’s Caleb’s.” 

He repeated it twice before Eleanor heard him clearly. Knowing that it was Caleb’s urn gave her chills, even though it lessened her fear a bit. 

Scott, who was standing by the side, swayed slightly when he heard that it was Caleb’s urn. 

Before either of them could react, an incredulous voice came from outside the door. 

“Who did you say that urn belongs to?” 

Eleanor looked up to see Katharine standing in the doorway, a man in a black suit, Robin Spencer, behind her. 

Eleanor had given the servants the day off to make the conversation easier, but she didn’t expect Katharine, who had been waiting for 22 days, to come looking for her again without seeing Caleb. 

Thinking of the child in her belly and the fact that Caleb would never know about it, Eleanor couldn’t stop her tears… · 

Seeing Eleanor crying, Katharine suddenly understood what had happened, but she didn’t want to believe it. She forced her exhausted body to walk over to Evan, 

“Why won’t you answer my question?” 

Facing Katharine’s question, Evan swallowed his grief and lowered his head, repeating what he had said earlier, 

‘The urn… it’s Caleb’s.” 

Katharine stood there, staring blankly at the black urn. 

“You’re lying!” 

Suddenly, Katharine bent down, grabbed Evan by the collar, and yanked him up from the couch. 

“He just went to work. How could he possibly be dead? You must be lying!” 

Evan, who had been yanked up by Katharine, didn’t get angry. He just kept his head down, looking at the angry Katharine. 

“Ms. Spencer, please restrain your grief.” 

“What did you say?”