A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 421

Chapter 421 

Eleanor felt a sharp pain in her shoulder as he bit her fiercely, almost as if he was marking her as his possession. 

Enduring the pain, she turned her head to look at the bloodshot eyes of the man. “Bemard, what you’re doing is only making me disgusted with you.” 

Her words made Bemard stop his actions, but he seemed indifferent. Then hate me if you want. At least it proves that you care about me.” 

Suddenly, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head to bite her again, disregarding everything else. 

He bit her hard, as if he had lost his mind, leaving his mark on her body. 

When he was satisfied, he let go of her and his cold fingers gently traced over her exposed skin. 

“Okay, now it’s time to think about having a child…” 

He said this and lifted her up, letting her sit on his lap. pressing her waist down and making her sit slowly. 

Eleanor was forced to endure all the pain he inflicted on her, and her determination to leave him grew stronger… 

That night, Eleanor missed her flight as the man captive her, never stopping until she fell asleep exhaustedly. 

The next morning, Eleanor woke up groggily and saw Bernard sitting in front of the bed, leaning against the sofa, quietly watching her. 

“Are you awake?” 

Eleanor tried to get up from the bed, but she didn’t even have the energy to struggle, er entire body was stiff. 

Bernard reached out his finger to help her sit up and then brought her a bowl of soup 

As he stirred the soup, he said to Eleanor, “Eleanor, taste the soup I made” 

He scooped a spoonful of soup and brought it to her mouth, gesturing for her to have it. 

She looked at the soup he handed her, with her eyes devoid of any expression, only disappointment. 

Seeing that she still refused to speak, Bernard was a bit helpless. ‘Eleanor, do you want me to feed you the soup like I did with water last time?” 

Eleanor still had no response, just sitting numbly by the bed like a puppet. 

Bernard put down the bowl, lifted the covers, and held Eleanor, who was like a doll, on his lap. He gently lifted her head to look at her. 

“Eleanor, can you say somethingor express your feelings?” 

Eleanor had been standing in the rain all night and had a headache, her eyes blurred with tears. She had no strength or desire to speak.