A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1315

Chapter 1315 

The emotion reflected in her eyes was a bone-chilling coldness, a complete disappointment in him that he had never seen before. 

Seeing those icy eyes, Bernard knew that if he nodded, it would mean he would lose her forever, with no hope of regaining her love. 

Because he had hurt her in the same way before, and it had taken them many years to find their way back to each other. 

If this happened again, with her nature, no matter what his reasons were, she would never give him a second chance. 

Bernard was loath to let her go and dreaded the thought of her being with another man, but compared to her life, their child, her leaving him seemed trivial at this 

point. 

He slowly unclenched his fist and gave a slight nod towards Eleanor. 

With his answer, Eleanor couldn’t describe her feelings. She just managed a smile, a faint one. 

If Bernard had claimed it was because he was drunk that he had made a mistake, she might have believed him. But he admitted he had fallen for Sophie, and Eleanor knew he had never slept with Sophie. 

She knew Bernard loved her so much that he would even give up his life for her. How could he possibly fall for another woman in such a short period of time? He was forced to do so. But Eleanor couldn’t accept this kind of action. It was too hurtful, again and again, like a fool, she was unknowingly bearing his forced 

actions. 

Eleanor had tried to retain Bernard and even gave him a chance to clear things up. She even expressed that she would fight alongside him, but Bernard remained silent. So, there was no need for her to stay here anymore. Let him be forced alone. 

She suddenly took the pen clipped on the divorce agreement, signed her name quickly, threw the agreement to Bernard, raised her frosty eyes, and looked at him coldly, “One last chance, if you tear up this agreement, I’ll wait for you at home. If not, will never see you again.” 

A heart-wrenching pain spread from the tips of his fingers, through every limb, and even his brain, which was constantly stimulated by pain signals. Despite this, Bernard stood tall in front of Eleanor, saying nothing. 

His silence was the answer. Eleanor had no expectations of him anymore. She turned around and walked into the elevator, but as she stepped in, she looked back at Bernard, whose eyes were bloodshot. 

She stayed in place for two seconds, suddenly turned around, sprinted towards him, stood on her tiptoes, ripped open his shirt collar, opened her mouth, and bit his shoulder with all her strength, until he was bleeding. 

Bernard slightly furrowed his brows, feeling her last bite. Even though the pain was intensifying, he didn’t push her away. His fingers on her back even applied more pressure, as if he would hold her tighter and let her continue biting if she stopped. 

Eleanor bit and cried, her tears mixing with the blood. It tasted salty, but she kept biting until she felt her teeth sinking into his bone. Only then did she gradually let 

“I was afraid to hurt you before, so I didn’t leave a mark. This time, I did.” 

Bernard understood why she had bitten him. He had once told her that he would never upset her with another woman. He had promised her that he would never fall in love with anyone else in his life and let her bite his shoulder, using the blood to witness his oath.