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Chapter 272
Bernard extended his hand, examining the scar on his palm, and unexpectedly burst into a chuckle
Eleanor had never witnessed such a melancholic smile before
She couldn’t help but step towards him, but he stopped her, “Don’t come any closer.
He didn’t turn around, his h***se voice echoing from inside the car, “The villa up ahead, that’s where he
is. You go find him.”
Eleanor glanced in the direction of the villa, then back at the man in the car. Eventually, she retracted
her gaze, turned around and walked towards the
villa
Watching the petite figure recklessly dash towards Garett, Bernard’s tears gradually sheding….
He curled his hand into a slight fist as if to cover up all the past, no longer brought up, no longer
insisted upon.
Aidyn turned his head, looking at Bernard, “Mr. Laurence, you attempted suicide for her too…”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBernard said, “Don’t ever tell her about this.”
Aidyn furrowed his brow, a face full of puzzlement, “Why?”
He also did a lot for Ms. Shultz, why not tell her?
Bernard’s eyes reddened, “Just let them be”
Aidyn looked at him with a bit of heartache, “Then what about you, Mr. Laurence?”
This man who loved Ms. Shultz so much, loved her enough to ruthlessly cut his own palm and wrist
every anniversary of her death. This man, with his intense love and possessiveness, yet willingly
pushed her to someone else, how much pain must he be in?
Bernard didn’t reply to Aidyn’s words, instead, he slowly looked out at the blue sky and white clouds
outside the car window.
The light still existed, but it no longer belonged to him…..
No matter how desperately he clung, this light would not shine upon him, not even a bit of warmth.
Ever since he was taught not to express his emotions, he was destined to be alone for the rest of his
life, never to receive love…
When Eleanor reached the door of the villa, she paused for a moment, wanting to look back, but she bit
back the urge.
She raised her hand, pressing the villa’s doorbell. Soon, a sweet voice answered from inside, “Who is
it?”
Eleanor hesitated for a moment before replying, “Mr. Laurence sent me.”
Upon hearing Mr. Laurence, the person inside responded, “Oh, then come on in.”
Soon, the villa’s door opened, and Eleanor stepped inside.
The front yard of the villa was full of vibrant flowers, filled with the ambiance of life.
A figure in the distance was watering the flowers…
When he saw her, he quickly put down the watering can and walked over to Eleanor.
“May I know who you are?”
The girl who posed the question appeared to be in her twenties, possessing a pleasant countenance
and a soothing voice, which offered a sense of comfort.
Eleanor found herself smiling back at the girl’s sweet grin, “My name is Eleanor Shultz”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe girl tilted her head, smiling as she asked, “Ms. Shultz, are you here to see Mr. Falsey?”
Eleanor nodded lightly, her voice trembling a bit when she spoke. “Is…he…here?”
The girl gestured for her to come, “Yes, follow me.”
She led Eleanor through the spa***us and bright living room, to the backyard.
She stood at the top of the stairs, pointing towards the flower bed in the distance, “He’s over there”
Following her finger, Eleanor looked towards the man sitting in a wheelchair….
He was facing away from her, surrounded by a dense sea of flowers.
The sunlight spilled over hurn, casting a faint golden glow
In his hand, he seemed to be holding a book, reading quietly…
Seeing him after three years, Eleanor felt as if she had been transported back to the past..
The boy from her memories also loved sitting quietly in a sea of flowers reading
He was still the same, unchanged, still the gentle and elegant Garett she remembered.
With tears in her eyes, she softly called out to the figure, “Garett…
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Hearing that familiar voice, the person in the wheelchair stiffened.
He slowly turned his head to look at Eleanor, standing on the steps…
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