A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1364

Chapter 1364 

Before the dinner began, Yates returned to his residence, and he brought Eleanor along with him. Eleanor had once pretended to be Emilia and visited this place, she knew it was once Pauline’s house. The Sharp family had quite a few properties, but Yates preferred this one. 

After delegating the dinner preparations to his son and grandson, Yates led Eleanor through the garden to the cottage she had designed previously. Yates told her that the cottage would be her home, and she could stay there whenever she wanted. 

Eleanor didn’t respond, she just followed behind Yates, occasionally looking around at the surroundings. 

After entering the cottage, Yates turned around and asked her, “Are you satisfied?” Eleanor replied indifferently, “It’s just a temporary stay, doesn’t matter whether I’m satisfied or not.” 

Yates didn’t mind her underlying meaning, “No matter how long you stay, the fact that you’re back is the best thing.” After finishing his sentence, he waved at the butler who was standing nearby, “Miss Eleanor is back, prepare the dinner.” 

Yates reserved the hostess’ seat for Emilia, a compensation for her status. After the butler left with the servants, only Yates and the silent Eleanor were left in the spacious living 

room. 

Yates could see that Eleanor was somewhat uncomfortable, so he told a maid to take her to her room. 

Perhaps knowing that she was pregnant, the master bedroom was arranged on the south side of the first floor with large space and warm decoration. 

It was decorated in a Western style, with a pink theme. The window sill was filled with all sorts of dolls, it was obviously a room prepared for a daughter. Yates once mentioned that Pauline loved daughters, so he had Emilia design this cottage for their daughter. 

At that time, Yates didn’t know that Vanya was his daughter, but because Pauline loved the idea, he had the cottage built. It was hard to describe what he felt, but he thought that Yates was a lovable fool who didn’t know how to love properly. 

After checking her room, Eleanor told the servant to leave and opened her suitcase to take out her clothes and take a bath. She thought Yates would have left by then, but he was still sitting in the living room waiting for her, saying he wanted to have dinner with her. 

Yates had specially hired a nutritionist. The meals were all suitable for pregnant women. Eleanor thought that even if she didn’t eat, her child needed to, so she sat down at the dining table. 

The two had only met twice, and they had nothing in common to talk about. Eleanor just kept her head down and ate while Yates sat across from her, quietly watching her. His eyes, honed by the years, were usually sharp, but at this moment, they were filled with softness as he looked at the girl eating her meal under the dim light. 

Although Eleanor hadn’t spent time with the Sharp family, her elegant eating manners were strikingly similar to the children of the Sharps. Yates was more and more pleased with her, a smile tugged at the corner of his lips, “Eleanor, if only I had known you were my granddaughter earlier, how wonderful it would have been.” 

That way, he could have spent more time with his granddaughter, giving her the best things in the world, never letting her suffer or feel wronged. 

Having finished her meal, Eleanor put down her cutlery and cleaned her mouth with a napkin, then looked at Yates, “Mr. Sharp, I get sleepy after meals during pregnancy.” 

It was a courteous way of suggesting his departure. Yates grasped her hint but remained seated. “Perhaps a stroll outside would aid digestion?” he suggested. 

Eleanor looked out at the night scene according to his gaze, “The weather is turning cold, I’m not feeling well. If I catch a cold, it could be bad. Let’s pass.” 

She was very tactful. After a moment of silence, Yates stood up and picked up his coat, “Then you rest well. Tomorrow during the day, I’ll take you to meet your grandmother, and then we’ll attend the dinner together.”