A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 471

Chapter 471

The guy glanced down at the chat box and slowly looked up at her.

“Are you worried about me?”

His voice was lazy and casual, as if he was deliberately tempting her to say what he wanted to hear.

Eleanor didn’t fall for it, she just stared at him, sizing him up.

His deep, bright eyes were now free of redness, but still carried a hint of pale crimson.

His thin lips were covered in her lipstick, concealing their original color, but his stunning cheeks looked unusually pale.

Seeing him like this, Eleanor’s eyes were filled with complex emotions. Her lips parted slightly, about to speak, when he suddenly leaned in.

His unique, refreshing scent hit her face, making Eleanor’s heart tremble and she unconsciously leaned towards the car window.

Her back had just touched the window when she saw his neatly trimmed fingertips glide across her cheek and brace against the window.

With her surrounded, the man lowered his eyes, “Eleanor, answer me.”

His handsome face got closer and closer to her, and Eleanor’s gaze fell right into his starry eyes.

The twin kling stars in his eyes gradually entered hers, making her nod involuntarily without being tempted.”

He gently pursed his lips, a small smile appearing, “Eleanor, I’m fine, don’t worry.”

His voice was clear and strong, falling on her ears like a spell that could calm her down.

After confessing his feelings, the phrase he said the most to her was “Eleanor, don’t worry.”

Eleanor reached out, wanting to touch his cheek like she did in the W City, but lost her courage as she got closer to him.

She slightly retracted her fingers, intending to let go, but he held her hand tightly.

He held her hand gently against his cheek, “Eleanor, don’t be afraid.”

Don’t be afraid to touch him, to love him, or to start over with him; he would give her the most unique love in the world.

After a few seconds of silence, her fingers spread out on his face, feeling his unusually cold temperature, Eleanor furrowed her brow.

“Are you really okay?” She asked.

Bernard covered her small hand with his large palm and shook his head at her.