A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1366

The fact that Eleanor was Bernard’s wife was something the Sharp clan could have easily confirmed,

but from the beginning, they refrained from bringing up Bernard in her presence, not even to ask about

the child she was carrying.

Eleanor thought that the Sharps were unconcerned with who her husband was, only caring about her.

Hence, they never brought the subject up. Now that Yates himself was asking, she made no attempt to

evade the question.

After freezing in place for a few seconds, Eleanor turned to face Yates. “He’s important,” she stated.

In her mind, he was important as the stars. But presently, Bernard was obscured by dark clouds,

temporarily out of sight. Eleanor had to wait, wait for the clouds to disperse, before she could see him

again.

Across half of the garden, Yates held Eleanor’s gaze. It was unclear what he was pondering, but after a

long wait, he finally spoke, “I’ve looked into it. Bernard hasn’t treated you well. He even endangered

your life over another woman. Is such a man really that important?”

“That was a misunderstanding from the past. We are married now, and we have a child. Let’s not dwell

on past grievances,” Eleanor responded.

Besides, their relationship was none of anyone else’s business, certainly not Yates”.

Standing beneath a tree, bathed in the light of a street lamp, her figure was somewhat blurred, yet the

determination in her eyes was clear.

“He seems to mean a lot to you, but what about him? Is a man who can easily abandon you in the face

of danger and threats really worth loving?”

Eleanor paused for a long moment, then, under the lamplight, she looked at Yates’ face, lined with the

marks of a hard life and full of confusion.

“Do you think that only your love is love, and others’ is not?”

Yates chuckled lightly and crossed the garden, stepping over the cobblestone path and passing a few

small trees to stand before Eleanor, “Some have said my love is twisted. I admit it. But right now, we’re

not talking about me. We’re discussing your husband.”

Eleanor lifted her chin slightly, staring into Yates’ defiant eyes, “What gives you the right to interfere in

my affairs, and those of my husband, just because I agreed to come back and recognize my kinship?”

“I have no right to interfere, but Eleanor, I only want to understand you better, to care for you more. I

mean no harm.” His eyes conveyed sincerity, devoid of ill intent.

Yet, Eleanor could distinctly feel that Yates did not want her to be with Bernard, “Mr. Peterson had once

approached the Laurence family regarding a marital alliance. It is evident that the Sharp clan does not

oppose the Laurences, and is even quite pleased with their leader.”

If Yates were unaware of Bernard’s true identity, he would naturally be pleased with Bernard, even

considering him as a son-in-law for the Sharps. But now, the two were essentially on opposing sides.

As men, they had to stand their ground and protect their own.

So, even if Yates was willing to spare Bernard for Eleanor’s sake, the other partners of Area Opaca

wouldn’t agree. And Bernard himself might not be willing to let go of past grudges, especially since

Area Opaca had massacred many members of the Siren Organization.

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Yates, being the man he was, considered all angles and made decisive decisions, even when it came

to Eleanor, “I told you, I’ve looked into your past. I cannot forgive him on your behalf.”

The Sharps had a flawless way of speaking, making it hard for Eleanor to read them. So she decided to

drop the topic.

“I just came back to recognize my kin. Don’t meddle in my affairs.”

With that, Eleanor didn’t wait for Yates to respond. She turned around and walked into the house.

The back door closed with a loud ‘bang’, leaving Yates and the chilly wind isolated outside.

Yates stayed frozen in place for a moment, then the old butler came over with a blanket, draped it over

him, and helped him back into the house.

That night, Eleanor pulled out a storybook on her phone and read a story to her unborn child, stroking

her belly. Only then did she fall asleep peacefully.

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Yates, on the other hand, spent the entire night awake, holding a picture of Pauline under a desk lamp,

quietly contemplating the importance Eleanor spoke of. The following day, Yates allowed Eleanor to

sleep in. Only then did he ask the butler to prepare a nutritious breakfast and fetch a thicker coat to

wrap around her.

“Your two uncles and two cousins are waiting for you outside. Let’s go.”

Upon her arrival yesterday, Eleanor had met Yates’ two sons. They were good-looking men, bearing a

resemblance to Vanya. They were mature and composed. They weren’t as enthusiastic as Yates, nor

as curious as the three Sharp brothers. They simply welcomed Eleanor warmly as elder relatives and

occasionally asked how she was doing.

In fact, Eleanor preferred their company over Yates’. They didn’t press her and genuinely cared for her,

which was quite heartwarming.

The Sharp family car was a spacious, business-class vehicle. Her two uncles let her sit in the back

seat, helped her buckle up, and even prepared sour dates and plums in case she felt car sick.