A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1076

After wrapping up his business at the group, Bernard returned earlier than usual to Fiord Roundabout. He found Eleanor sitting in the living room, head bowed, seemingly deep in thought.

He shrugged off his coat, then started to loosen his tie as he approached Eleanor.

"Sweetheart, why didn't you continue working on your designs today?"

Usually, she would be in the study at this time, but today she was just sitting in the living room, zoning out. He found it a bit odd.

Hearing Bernard's calm and gentle voice, Eleanor looked up.

"My hand got tired, so I didn't continue."

Upon hearing this, Bernard paused in the middle of loosening his tie, grabbed her hand, and began massaging her wrist.

"If it wasn't for wanting to complete the project your sister left unfinished, I wouldn't have let you work so hard."

He just wanted to give her the best life, one that was free of worries.

Eleanor watched his hands massaging hers, and after a few seconds of silence, she spoke.

"Bernard, did you know Garett has depression?"

His hands slowly came to a halt.

Bernard raised his head to meet Eleanor's gaze. He noticed the pallor of her complexion and the sadness in her eyes. She already knew the truth, and Bernard realized he couldn't hesitate any longer.

"I know," he admitted, though Eleanor's reaction still weighed on him.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Eleanor's voice trembled with emotion, her hand slipping from his grip.

Settling down on the sofa, Bernard's eyes betrayed a hint of impatience. "I was afraid it would upset you, make you feel guilty, so I hesitated," he explained.

"So, you deliberately hid it from me?" Eleanor's brows furrowed, feeling hurt by the revelation.

Bernard's gaze deepened with disappointment. "Are you questioning me for Garett's sake?" he asked, causing Eleanor's heart to skip a beat.

"I'm not just doing this for him. I just believe you should have told me earlier," Eleanor replied, trying to make her point clear.

"And if I had told you, what could you have changed? Could his illness have been cured instantly?"

His words made Eleanor hold back what she was about to say, a flash of anger in her eyes.

"No wonder you didn't tell me, so that's what you think..."

Eleanor stood up from the sofa angrily.

As she passed by him, Bernard reached out and pulled her back onto the sofa.