A Second Chance at Forever ( Eleanor Shultz )
A Second Chance at Forever Chapter 1008

Chapter 1008

Eleanor clung to Bernard’s arm as they walked into the banquet hall, running smack dab into Tyler, who was coming out.

They stopped dead in their tracks. Tyler chuckled at the sight of the pair, his eyes radiating disdain.

“Ms. Shultz, long time no see

Ignoring Bemard, he greeted Eleanor, his eyes filled with contempt.

Eleanor didn’t respond, just wanted to steer Bernard clear of Tyler. But just as they were about to leave, Tyler snickered

“Ms. Shultz, you certainly look better than the last time I saw you. Marriage seems to suit you.”

His jibe was so blatant that she had to respond, otherwise it would seem like she’s too submissive.

“Whether I’m happy or not has nothing to do with you, Dr. Howell.”

Tyler’s lips curled into a smirk.

“True, it doesn’t concern me. But I happen to know that your happiness comes at a great cost to someone else.”

Eleanor felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment, and she froze in response to the situation.

Bernard noticed her reaction, and he furrowed his brows, thinking carefully before meeting Tyler’s gaze head–on.

“Did Garett send you to say this?” Bernard questioned Tyler, suspecting someone else might be behind this confrontation.

Tyler snorted dismissively. “Why would he send me to say such things when he chose to step aside for you?” he retorted, indicating that Garett had willingly given way to Bernard.

Dressed in a black suit, Bernard remained composed, barely raising an eyebrow. His icy glare exuded a sense of strength and invincibility.

“Since he didn’t send you, are you standing up for him, or are you suggesting that Garett is narrow–minded?” Bernard asked with a cool and cutting tone.

Tyler was taken aback by the sharp retort. He realized that his actions were not only failing to provoke them but also tarnishing his friend’s reputation.

His face fell, and he admitted, “I just thought Garett was suffering. I didn’t like it, so I made a few sarcastic remarks. It’s not about

Garett

Bernard raised an eyebrow, understanding Tyler’s loyalty to his friend. However, he made it clear, “As Garett’s friend, I can see why you would defend him. But his reputation can’t withstand your constant jabs. Next time, don’t use his name to insult my wife.”

Tyler wanted to say something, but remembering Garett’s warming, he bit his tongue.

He said, if you use my situation to hurt Eleanor again, we’re done being friends.

Not wanting to lose Garett as a friend, Tyler bit the bullet and walked away.

He was only here to see Liana. After that, there was no reason to stick around.

Besides, Bernard’s wedding wasn’t worth his time!

Once Tyler had left, Bernard squeezed her hand

“You didn’t wrong Garett. Don’t blame yourself.”

Years ago, she crawled through the pouring rain on a night in search of help to save him.

Years later, even though she was in love with Bernard, she still saw Garett as one of the most important people in her life

Bernard held onto her hand tightly, as if he was grasping onto the love of his life.

“I understand your guilt, it comes from the legs that were sacrificed for you.”

He lowered his gaze to meet Eleanor’s clear eyes.

“Don’t worry, I will heal his legs.”

Just like how he kicked away the gun in his hands without hesitation years ago, he will heal Jason.

Only by healing Garett can his wife’s quilt fully dissipate

Feeling his determination and strength, the guilt in Eleanor’s eyes gradually receded, replaced by gratitude.

“My love, thank you…”

Thank you for your tolerance, and for being willing to do everything to help Garett. You saved him, spent money and resources to protect him, avenged his parents, helped him reclaim the Clowers family, and recently, even hired experts to treat his legs. Eleanor

remembered all of this.

Seeing the tears shimmering in her eyes, Bernard’s lips curled into a smile, “You look just like you did last night.”

Last night?

Eleanor blushed, recalling how he had her pinned against the floor–to–ceiling window, making her cry. But she wasn’t crying out of pain,

but…

Eleanor sheepishly nudged him, “There are people around, what are you talking about?”

Bernard laughed, then took her hand and led her to the head table, calling over a waiter for a shawl.

“Why do you need a shaw!?”

As he draped it over her, he leaned in close and whispered, “Didn’t the doctor tell you to keep warm? The air conditioning here is pretty strong. I don’t want you to catch a cold. Also…”

His eyes traveled down to her slightly exposed neckline, “The doctor told us to exercise more. My dear, you wanted to thank me, right? How about rewarding me by making love with me a few more times every night…”

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