A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 775

Chapter 775 

Bernard gave Elbert a hell of a smack that left his face sporting a five finger souvenir 

Elbert hit the deck and, after a few seconds, lifted his head to look up at the towering powerful figure of Berard 

Elbert’s face was now a lovely shade of lobster. 

Well, this was a fine mess. His first time getting smacked, and by his nemesis no less This wasn’t a fight, it was a one sided slap fest. 

Talk about a real kick in the pants! 

Elbert felt mortified, looking around, hoping nobody saw him. 

Before he could even get a good look around another power slap landed on his face. 

He didn’t even have time to catch his breath before the second slap hit, leaving him seeing stars” 

And why the heck was Bernard only smacking his right cheek? Couldn’t he switch it up a bit? Getting smacked in the same spot was making him see stars! 

Just as Elbert was about to blow a gasket, Bernard’s hand rose again, this time aiming for Elbert’s left cheek. 

Slap! If once wasn’t enough, he went in for another 

Bernard’s look seemed to say, “There, happy now?” 

Bernard had said he would only slap him twice, but he went ahead and added two more for good measure. This left Elbert ready to explode! 

He clenched his fists, ready to go a few rounds with Bernard. 

But before he could even get up, he was kicked right back down to the ground. 

Elbert tried to get up again, but Bernard’s leg was holding him down, making it impossible to move. 

Bernard was standing on Elbert’s chest, his elbow resting on his knee, looking down at him with a cold gaze 

“The first slap was for Eleanor,” he said “The second one was because I don’t like your face” 

Elbert didn’t get it, he felt like Bernard was taking advantage of him, and it pissed him off. 

“You said two slaps, I took them. But what gives you the right to slap me two more times?” 

Bernard chuckled. His eyes suddenly held a chilling glint 

“You took my wife without my permission. That’s why.” 

Bernard patted Elbert’s now–swollen face. 

“You should thank your lucky stars. I was in such a hurry to chase the car that I took off my studded gloves. Or else your face would’ve been a real mess.” 

With those final words, Bernard kicked Elbert away, turned, and held out his hand to Eleanor. 

“Eleanor, let’s go home.” 

Eleanor gave a small nod, and after a few steps, she turned back to look. 

That twenty–year–old boy, who cared about his dignity, was trying to get up from the ground. He looked around, relieved no one saw him get slapped. But he was still glaring at Bernard. 

He caught Eleanor glancing back at him. Their eyes met. 

Eleanor saw his swollen face and burst into laughter. 

And he, seeing her smile, could only stand there, dumbfounded.