A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143 

Her eyes were clear and clean, with no complicated feelings towards him, just pleading. 

Bernard’s blood ran cold, and the slight comfort he had felt after sleeping with her instantly vanished. 

His heart was torn open with a long gash, hurting so much that it seemed like even his palms were in pain. 

He clenched his fists, trying to control the spreading pain, but couldn’t stop it. 

That kind of pain was unprecedentedly intense, spreading through his entire body, too unbearable to tolerate. 

“Mr. Laurence, I’m so grateful to you for lending me a hand when I was most helpless back then. Otherwise, Garett wouldn’t have made it.” 

“I appreciate you, but my feelings for you go no further than that.” 

“Enough!” 

Bernard suddenly let out a cold laugh, making Eleanor shut her mouth abruptly. 

She didn’t have the courage to look at Bernard, her head hanging low, waiting for the storm of anger to come. 

But after a long wait, the man didn’t respond. 

She slowly looked up, seeing his cold and disappointed eyes. 

Her felt like her heart was being crushed by something, causing her so much pain that it was even difficult for her to breathe. 

This man was best at controlling his emotions, and at this point, he had already calmed down. 

To this woman, five years just meant gratitude, nothing more. 

For her, he had lowered his dignity and went after her over and over again. 

But he was rejected by her again and again. She only loved her Garett, and he was nothing in her heart. 

If he continued to cling to her, it would only make him look ridiculous. 

He hid the disappointment in his eyes and coldly looked at Eleanor, his voice filled with unprecedented coldness. 

“Get out!” 

He only said so, which meant he let her go. 

Her goal of cutting ties with him was achieved, which should have made her happy, but Eleanor’s heart was bleeding. 

She took a deep look at the proud and cold man, gritted her teeth, and walked towards Jason, 

As she helped Jason leave, she couldn’t help but look back. 

The man had already turned and went back to his room, leaving her with a lonely and proud silhouette. 

The moment the door was slammed shut, it signaled the real end of everything. 

Eleanor’s chest felt suffocating, gasping for air, her hand shaking with pain as she held Jason. 

“Eleanor, what’s…what’s wrong with you?” Jason saw her face filled with sorrow and emotional breakdown, realizing something, but he didn’t dare to think too much. 

“It’s nothing.” Eleanor shook her head: “Let’s go.” 

Jason nodded, held her hand tightly, and walked towards the villa exit. 

The man upstairs, watching the two leave, his expression grew even colder and indifferent. 

He stared intently at the petite and frail figure, his heart filled with indescribable emotions, 

There was an impulse to rush over and pull her back into his arms. 

But her words just now had pushed him away, causing his reason to come back.