A Second Chance at Forever ( Eleanor Shultz )
A Second Chance at Forever Chapter 885

Chapter 885

She guessed it right, Donna did plan it that way. But why would Donna want to hurt someone Bernard cherished?

Eleanor just came here with Bernard. Even though she couldn’t understand, she wouldn’t say a word. She just held Bernard’s arm tightly and stood quietly by his

side.

Seeing that she was silent, Donna turned her cold and cruel gaze back to Bemard. Seeing the wedding ring on his left ring finger, her face turned icy instantly.

“You guys are married?”

The man who once tried to hide Eleanor was now blatantly holding her hand, letting Donna clearly see their wedding rings

“I didn’t live up to your expectations; I eventually married her.”

Once she got a clear answer, the coldness in Donna’s eyes turned into anger.

She tossed the book in her hand and pointed a withered, burnt tree bark–like finger at Eleanor.

“You once promised Dominic that you would marry Sophie. How could you break your word and marry her?”

That angry voice echoed out of the window.

The volume didn’t decrease, but instead carried a sense of hatred.

“Are you so bewitched by this woman that you’ve forgotten how good Dominic was to you?”

Donna was like a madwoman, her sunken eyes filled with hatred as she yelled at Bernard.

“If you have a shred of conscience, divorce her and marry Sophie. Or Dominic won’t rest in peace!”

It was then that Eleanor truly understood how painful it was for Bernard to be forced into marrying Sophie.

She looked at Bernard’s profile and saw that he had no reaction, just coldly watching Donna’s tantrum, so she didn’t say anything.

Liana once mentioned that Donna had a mental illness. Any slight trigger would make her behave abnormally. It seemed like she was having an episode now.

Donna cursed for a long time until Bernard raised his hand and a prison guard came in and gave her an injection, and then her emotions gradually calmed down.

But she still didn’t give up, with her weak yet hateful words, she continued to accuse Bernard:

You knew Dominic’s wish was to marry Sophie, but you didn’t help him make it happen. But Dominic was so good to you.”

Bernard stood outside the door, emotionless, looking through the clear glass at the woman tied to the wheelchair, who had no strength to struggle.

“If Dominic knew I had a lover, he would never force me to marry Sophie. All of this is just a moral shackle you use to bind me.”

“Heh-”

Donna started to snicker. Her wrinkled, drooping eyelids suddenly lifted.

Eleanor saw the eyes under those lids, red as if filled with blood vessels, which made her heart race.

Bernard’s mother could scare people with just a look. Her methods must be terrifying

Noticing that Eleanor was a bit scared, Bernard slightly lowered his head to comfort her, saying, “Don’t be afraid. I will protect you. She won’t be able to hurt you in

this lifetime.”

Eleanor nodded gently, gripping his arm tightly again. It seemed that being closer to Bernard made her feel safer.

Seeing their sweet and harmonious scene, Donna felt very uncomfortable, as if a tho was stuck in her heart. She wished she could rush over and pull their arms apart!

Why did her son die while Tammie Pine’s son could have everything–power, his beloved, and a happy life? While her son was in a cold grave. This was so unfair!

Donna was gnashing her teeth in anger, glaring at Bernard, “You wait, when I get out of jail, I will make your wife restless!”

Eleanor felt terrified, as if Donna would attack her the next second.

As for Donna’s threats and curses, Bernard didn’t care at all: “Whether you can get oor not, is all up to me!”

Donna didn’t retort but smirked at Eleanor. She felt that she could still kill someone

pretending to be mentally ill and escaping from prison

It seemed that Bernard could see through her thoughts. He coldly stared at Donna an said, “If you dare to hurt her, I’ll make the entire Stanley family pay!”

Even if Donna had no chance to hurt Eleanor, Bernard blocked her way with just one entence.

Donna’s face turned gloomy, and no one could tell how deep the malice in her heart was,