A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 48

Chapter 48 

Eleanor was so scared that she immediately stopped talking. 

Feeling a little lost, she glanced at the man. He didn’t get angry, which meant he wasn’t Bernard. 

Feeling sad, she mustered the courage to turn around in his arms, lay facing away from him, and closed her eyes to sleep. 

For some reason, even though this man wasn’t Bernard, she felt like he wouldn’t hurt her. So, she fell into a deep sleep with ease. 

After she fell asleep, the man pulled her back into his arms. 

He held her, gently patting her back from time to time. 

Eleanor was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep, but in a daze, she dreamed of the young man again. 

In her dream, he raised his foot, taking aim at her heart, and delivered a powerful kick. 

She dreamt that he broke each of her fingers, one by one, and viciously slapped her across the face. 

Writhing in agony, she lay curled up on the ground. 

Yet, even in her pain, she reached out to him with hopeful eyes, her voice trembling, “Garett, it hurts… It hurts so much…” 

Her whispers resonated in the man’s ears, causing his hand to freeze mid–pat on her back. 

After observing the woman in his arms for a moment, the man pushed her away, got out of bed, dressed himself, grabbed his coat, and left the room. 

Just as the door closed behind him, Eleanor murmured, “Bernard… 

In her dream, she envisioned Bernard cradling her as she slept, offering her solace as if she were a child, bringing her immense happiness. 

When she woke up, she couldn’t believe that she had such a beautiful dream. 

It was still dark in the luxurious suite, and Eleanor searched for the man beside her, but it was cold. 

It seemed that the man had left. She sighed in relief, got up, and opened the floor–to–ceiling windows. The moment the curtains were drawn back, the sunlight poured in. 

Only then did Eleanor see how large the suite was, occupying an entire floor. 

It was probably a few hundred square meters, astonishingly large. 

The bed was also huge, round and white, and of excellent quality. The bathtub in the bathroom was also enormous. In addition to that, there was a kitchen and a study. 

Everything was complete and luxurious. 

It seemed that Mr. Law was very rich. 

After taking it all in, Eleanor checked her phone. 

She had slept until 4 pm this time. If it had been any later, the day would have been over! 

She hurried to the bathroom to wash up, then rushed to the hotel lobby with her phone to check out. 

But the front desk told her that this suite was exclusive to Mr. Law, and there was no need to check out. 

Eleanor was shocked again. Midnight Bar was the largest entertainment venue in A City, and he had a private suite here? 

She couldn’t help but ask the receptionist, “Do you know Mr. Law’s name?” 

The receptionist politely shook her head, “I’m sorry, I’m not quite sure.” 

Even if they knew, they wouldn’t dare to disclose the information of a VIP. 

Moreover, this VIP had left no identity information, so the front desk really didn’t know. 

Eleanor didn’t press further, thanked the staff, and left the hotel.