A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 136

As she hugged her legs and leaned against the head of the bed, two extremely dazzling car lights shone on the floor–to–ceiling window. Following that, the sound of car wheels rolling on the ground could be heard from downstairs, and a Koenigsegg pulled up in front of the villa. The bodyguard holding an umbrella opened the car door for a man who was nearly 6’2” and slowly stepped out of the car.

As he casually untied the tie around his neck, he coldly ordered, “Don’t let him in.”

The bodyguard replied with a “yes” and escorted the man into the villa before turning around to walk towards the iron gate outside the garden. Eleanor stood by the floor–to–ceiling window, looking in the direction of the bodyguard’s gaze, and saw a man outside the iron gate in the distance. It was too far away and it was raining heavily, so she couldn’t see the man’s face clearly and didn’t pay much attention to it.

She forced herself to stand up and, leaning on the wall, walked downstairs.

Bernard hadn’t been home for several days and she hadn’t had a chance to leave.

Now that he was finally back, she naturally had to seize the opportunity

When she arrived downstairs, the man had just taken off his coat and handed it to the servant.

Seeing her coming down the stairs, his gloomy face became even colder.

Eleanor didn’t notice and hurriedly walked up to him, saying, “Mr. Laurence…”

She wanted to say something to him, but he didn’t even look at her and went straight to the bathroom.

Seeing him ignore her, Eleanor’s face didn’t look very good either. What was Bernard trying to do?

Keeping her at home and ignoring her, was he just using her to vent his emotions?

Eleanor was about to give up trying to ask him to let her go, but when she saw Bryson who was staying close to her, she held back her unhappiness. Without Bernard’s permission, Bryson, the servants, and the bodyguard would keep an eye on her, making it impossible for her to escape even if she

wanted to

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and sat down on the sofa in the living room. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

It took about an hour before the bathroom door finally slowly opened.

Eleanor quickly got up and walked over.

“Mr. Laurence, you said I could leave after a few days of rest, and now I’m feeling all right. Can you let me go?”

The man still didn’t respond to her, just glanced coldly at her, then headed for the second floor.

Eleanor hesitated to approach him, but she couldn’t stay at his house forever, could she?

“Mr. Laurence

Eleanor still gathered the courage to follow him.

But she didn’t expect him to suddenly stop, and she couldn’t help but bump into his back.

The impact almost knocked her down the stairs, but luckily he quickly grabbed her waist.

The two were very close, staring at each other’s faces, making it a bit intimate.

Eleanor was the first to lower her head, quietly saying “thank you,” and then pushed him away when she regained her balance.

Bernard glanced at her indifferently and asked coldly. You two planned this together?”

“What?” Eleanor looked at him, confused.

Bernard glanced at the figure outside the window: “He came to see you, isn’t it because you asked him to come and pick you up?” Following his gaze, Eleanor looked outside the window but didn’t see much. She moved a few steps forward to have a clearer look.

From a high point, she could see everything clearly, and with the bright streetlights outside, she finally recognized the man.

“Jason…”

How did he find this place?

“Your ex–boyfriend is here to pick you up. So you can’t wait to leave, can you?”

Bernard’s mocking tone made Eleanor shift her gaze.

She looked at Bernard who was now standing next to her

He had just taken a shower, smelling really nice.

His hair was still a bit wet, making him look approachable.

However, the words he said really made her feel uncomfortable

Eleanor didn’t respond because she really did want to leave.

But if she were to walk out of the villa now, Bernard would certainly think that she and Jason had planned it in advance.

“Why don’t you go?”

Bernard lowered his head, his icy gaze fixed on Eleanor’s face.

Feeling the coldness in his eyes, Eleanor was afraid that he would think she didn’t want to leave and quickly turned around.

Just as she was heading for the stairs, her arm was grabbed, and he pulled her back into his arms.