A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 369

She thought about it for a moment and eventually agreed.

Bernard took her to the terrace, and the waiter brought them two glasses of red wine.

Eleanor wasn't supposed to drink, but being alone with him was super awkward.

All she could do was hold the wine glass, lower her head, and take sips of wine to pass this painfully brief time together.

Bernard saw her take a few sips and reached out with his long fingers to take the glass from her.

"You just had a major surgery, so don't drink too much."

He placed the wine glass on the nearby bar and looked at Eleanor.

The dim light shone on her palm-sized face, highlighting her fair and delicate skin.

His gaze slowly moved down, past her unruly short hair clinging to her pale neck, and then to her chest, which had made him weak countless times before.

One glance got his blood boiling, afraid of doing something irrational, he quickly looked away.

He picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and asked Eleanor, who was sitting beside him, "Have you started working?"

Eleanor lightly hummed in response, raised her restless little hands and placed them on the edge of the bar counter.

Bernard turned his head again, looking at her back.

Seeing the exposed skin and a few scars, his heart ached.

He extended his long fingers to touch the scars left by the sulfuric acid, but then remembered she was already married.

His hand froze in mid-air, repeatedly warning himself that he no longer had the right to touch her.

He clenched his fist and asked with concern, "You just recovered from your injury, why not rest for a while longer?"

Eleanor lowered her head, fiddling with the bar and replied, "My sister left some projects before she died, and the progress is tight."

Bernard nodded slightly, looking at her right ring finger and noticed she wasn't wearing a wedding ring. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you...okay with him?"