A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 155

Liana carefully placed the coat inside a beautiful paper bag and made her way towards the villa. As she entered the study, the warm glow of the setting sun streamed in through the French window, casting a faint golden light on the man in the room.

The man stood tall and confident, his face hidden from view. Only his hand, with its distinct bone structure, was visible as it held a slim cigarette.

A subtle aroma of smoke surrounded him, adding an aura of nobility and intrigue, yet also hinting at a certain restraint.

Liana's gaze shifted to the small pile of discarded cigarette butts in the wastebasket, and she furrowed her brow slightly. She recalled that Bernard didn't smoke, leaving her curious about when he had started. However, she acknowledged that it wasn't her place to inquire and proceeded to knock on the door.

"Come in," came the response.

The man didn't even bother looking back and simply uttered the words with a detached tone, as if nothing could interest him.

Liana walked over with the paper bag, "Mr. Laurence, Ms. Shultz asked me to return this coat to you."

She handed the bag to Bernard, and he finally looked.

"Just throw it away."

He said coldly, as if disposing of something worthless.

"Alright."

Liana replied, turning to leave with the bag again.

She guessed that Bernard would ask her to dump it, but she came regardless, as she didn't dare to handle his things carelessly.

As she was about to throw the bag into the large trash bin outside, the man's indifferent voice suddenly sounded behind her-

"Just leave it there."

Liana looked back at him, but the man didn't look at her; his back still facing her.

Standing in the glow of the setting sun, he raised his slender fingers and gently puffed on the cigarette. He seemed very annoyed, but couldn't really say why.

Liana couldn't figure out what was on his mind, so she carried the bag back into the study and placed the stuff on the couch.

"Then, Mr. Laurence, I'll head back to the hospital now."

The man simply nodded, and after Liana left, he looked back.

It was just a coat she had worn, but it made the usually decisive man hesitate.

He threw away the cigarette in his hand impatiently and grabbed the coat, feeling as if her warmth was still on it and couldn't bear to let go.

Realizing this, Bernard's expression suddenly stiffened.