A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 685

Chapter 685 

Bernard’s decision was always unwavering Orice he made up his mind no one could change it Eleanor reached out, flipping open his loose home robe, revealing a sterile mult covering his hack 

He got up from the bed to deal with Casey’s matte, putting on his clothes 

Even though his wounds hadn’t healed he still insisted on going ahead with the wedding Eleanor couldn’t hear it 

“Can you rest first and well talk about the wedding later, okay? 

She gently put down his clothes took his arm intending to help him back to bed, but he grabbed her wrist tightly 

“Eleanor are your feet getting cold again?* 

He looked down at her his eyes slightly red He’d been looking forward to the wedding for so long, he wouldn’t accept her brushing him off with that answer 

“I’m just worried about your injury. 

“Even if it kills me I want to many you first” 

Eleanor didnt want to hear about death She hastily covered his mouth, a little flustered, “What are you talking about!” 

After that the comforted him gently “You need to recover first. Once you’re healed, we’ll have the wedding, okay?” 

After stanng at her for a while Bernard let go of her hand and remained silent When he didn’t speak, his face was cold, and there’s a bone–chilling coldness in his eyes 

Eleanor was a bit scared of this version of Bernard. He seemed god–like aloof and untouchable 

She clenched her fists, rubbing her fingertips about to say something but Bernard had already got up, leaning on the wall, stumbling to the bed 

He picked up his phone scrolled through it, and made a call “Doctor, I need you to heal me within a week” 

On speaker Eleanor heard the doctor receive the order, sounding a bit troubled, but eventually replied, “I do my best” 

Bamard tossed his phone aside, staring at Eleanor, “Problem solved Can we proceed with the wedding now?” 

Eleanor couldn’t argue with him and quickly caved in after his phone call 

“Okay as planned But you need to rest and recover over the next few days. No more messing around” 

The man’s lips, which had been tightly pressed together, slowly relaxed into a smile. His beautiful eyes also softened 

“You don’t need to worry about these things. Just prepare to be a beautiful bride” 

He waved her over, “Come here, let me hold you” 

Eleanor got up helplessly and walked over to him. He lifted her onto his lap, making her nervous about possibly hurting his wound. 

He didn’t care, holding her, resting his chin on her neck. “Eleanor, I love you”