A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1260

Whenever she heard the word "leave", Eleanor's heart would pound, "Where are you going?"

Bernard's fingers gently brushed her face, revealing a hint of reluctance, "I'll tell you after I get back to the country."

There were others in the car, so Bernard couldn't disclose the specific location. Eleanor guessed it might have something to do with the Siren Organization, so she didn't press further. She just sat up from his embrace and sat silently by his side.

Since they got married, Eleanor rarely was this quiet. This was a first. Just because he was leaving, she put on a protective color as if he was about to abandon her.

Seeing Eleanor's reaction, Bernard felt a little uneasy. He couldn't help but reach out and tug at her clothes, "Eleanor..."

Eleanor didn't respond, she turned her head to look out of the car window, her heart full of fear. Although she didn't know what the mission of the Siren Organization was, she understood that overly confidential matters often came with danger.

She deeply loved Bernard and couldn't bear to lose him. She hoped he could leave the Siren Organization and stay by her side forever. But she also knew that Bernard was the leader of the Siren Organization, he couldn't leave and couldn't stay with her forever.

Eleanor's silence made Bernard worried, "Eleanor, I..."

Eleanor turned her head and cut him off, "Let's talk about it when we get home."

That was all she said, then she turned her gaze back to the window.

Seeing her cold profile, Bernard suddenly didn't dare to get closer.

They rode in silence until they arrived at the airport.

Even when they boarded the plane, Bernard wanted to hold her, but Eleanor didn't agree.

Bernard could only pull back his hand, sit by her side, and silently watch Eleanor's back.

She must have felt that he was going to do something dangerous, didn't want him to go, but knew he had to. She couldn't stop him, she could only choose to be angry at him.

Understanding her thoughts, Bernard, regardless of whether she was angry, directly reached out and held her tightly.

His warm chest against her back, the coldness of her skin replaced by his warmth, slowly warming her heart. Eleanor turned around, tightly hugged Bernard's waist, and buried her face in his chest.

They didn't talk about it on the plane, just silently holding each other, like a pair of lovers about to face life and death.