A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1320

Chapter 1320 

Cameron felt a pang of uncertainty. Sensing his unease, Sophie immediately asked, “Dad, what kind of sweet talk did she spin you into that you’re suddenly having second thought?” 

Usually, Cameron would meet all her demands. Nothing was too much for his spoiled princess. So why was he pleading for Eleanor now? 

“Dad, please don’t tell me you’ve been bewitched by her beauty. That would make her the worst kind of woman!” 

“Don’t talk nonsense, there’s only ever been one woman in my life, your mother.” 

Eleanor couldn’t help but scoff at his words. Living off her mother’s wealth, raising Sophie with it, now he declared his undying love for another woman right in front of her. It was ludicrous. 

Cameron didnt see Eleanor’s derisive smile. All he could hear was the heart-wrenching sobbing from the other end of the phone, “Dad, whatever reason you have for defending that tramp, you need to get rid of her today, or I swear I’ll make you regret it!” 

This kind of threat always worked on Cameron, even when Sophie was a child. He turned back to Eleanor. He knew she was his own flesh and blood and felt a degree of guilt, but compared to his beloved Sophie, Eleanor meant nothing to him. So, he begrudgingly agreed, “Fine.” 

Sophie’s crying quieted, but she added one more condition, “Make sure Larson records it all. I need to see it over and over, to rid me of this anger!” 

To please his darling Sophie, Cameron agreed to her request. After hanging up the phone, he tossed it to Larson, “Turn on the camera, record everything.” 

Then, Cameron turned to Eleanor, “I can’t disappoint my daughter for you. So, I’m sorry, Elena…” 

Hearing his words, Eleanor just laughed coldly. Cameron didn’t give her a chance to respond, lunging forward. But before he could reach her, Eleanor grabbed his wrist, pulling him over the edge of the boat with her. 

If she was going down, he was going down with her. At least she could get some revenge for her mother. 

Cameron hadn’t expected Eleanor to pull him into the sea. The moment they splashed into the water, he was momentarily stunned. He quickly recovered, looking at Eleanor with wide eyes. She was holding onto his wrist, not intending to let go. It was clear she wanted him to go down with her. Cameron held his breath, struggling against Eleanor’s grip. 

However, he was stronger. He pried her fingers off his wrist one by one, then pushed her deeper into the sea. 

Eleanor reached out towards him, but Cameron just looked back at her. He paused for a moment, his eyes meeting hers. Then, without a backward glance, he swam to the surface. 

Eleanor was supposed to have died as a baby. He was just sending her to join her mother and sister. He was doing them a favor by reuniting them. There was nothing wrong with that. 

As she watched his retreating figure, Eleanor remembered an old saying: A father’s silhouette is as towering as a mountain. It was true. Her father’s silhouette was indeed towering, but terribly cold and distant… 

Her hand slowly dropped, and the surging waves began to pull her down deeper. Exhausted and out of strength, Eleanor could only watch as the water closed in around her.