A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 353

Liana had just tucked her phone into her white lab coat when she spotted a dashing, stylishly dressed man striding towards the VIP ward.

The moment he saw her, his eyes lit up, a sunny smile spreading across his face. "Excuse me, doctor," he said, "is Ms. Shultz in this room?"

Recognizing he was here for Eleanor, Liana stiffened, thinking to herself, "Has Ms. Shultz's suitor already showed up?"

Though taken aback, Liana maintained a smile. "Yes, she is. And you are?"

He pulled out a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to her. "My name is Pearce."

Seeing the title 'Chief Designer at Vanguard Architects' written on the card, Liana greeted him with a small smile. "Nice to meet you."

After shaking her hand and slipping the card into her hand, Pearce flashed her a grin. "If you ever need a house designed, give me a shout. I'll give you a 20% discount."

With that, he swiftly turned and headed for the ward. But as he turned, his smile vanished in an instant...

Pearce paused at the door of the ward, his smile returning as he knocked on the door. "Ms. Shultz, may I come in?"

Hailey, who was massaging Eleanor's legs, looked up at the man outside the door. "And you are?"

Leaning against the doorframe, Pearce ran his fingers through his hair. "Pearce."

Eleanor, remembering Ethan mentioning someone coming to tutor her in architecture, invited him in without turning around.

As Pearce entered and saw Eleanor's back wrapped in layers of gauze, a frown creased his brow.

But he didn't ask what had happened. Instead, he expressed concern about her ability to study in her condition.

Eleanor cast an apologetic glance at him. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I'll be able to learn design from you for a while."

Pearce responded with a brilliant, clean smile. "That's alright; you can start with the theory."

He checked his phone for the time and told Eleanor, "From now on, I'll set aside two hours each day to give you lessons."

Eleanor nodded in agreement. "Thank you, Mr. Hooper."

With a wave of his hand and a smile that seemed a bit forced, Pearce adjusted his expression before telling Eleanor, "Before I start teaching you, Ms. Shultz, I need to know a bit about your background."

Lying on her stomach, Eleanor didn't notice his change in expression and simply nodded her consent.