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Chapter 488
“Eleanor, undo my shirt.”
By unbuttoning his shirt he means unbuttoning the collar of the shirt.
Eleanor didn’t dare touch him, nor did she want to: “Do it yourself.”
Bernard moved slightly, and this tiny movement brought a trembling sensation, making Eleanor’s ears
blush.
“If you help me undo it, I’ll let you go.”
The man’s voice was unbearably deep and h o ar se: “Mmm…”
Eleanor finally raised her hand to touch the silver-white shirt after seeing him agree.
She unbuttoned the first three buttons for him, and saw part of his chest exposed below the open
collar….
His chest was strong, his skin delicate, his collarbone se**y and well-defined, and his Adam’s apple
alluring.
Looking up further, there was that
face, half-hidden in the dim light….
Eleanor stared at the C
“Eleanor, I miss you so
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtand the more she looked, the more she felt he was seducing her….
The man lay on the couch, looking up at the woman sitting on his lap, he hadn’t touched her in a long
time, and he missed her.
In this matter, Eleanor, who experienced many years with Bernard, could understand his meaning but
chose to pretend not to hear
and change the subject. W
“You said you’d let me
go after unbuttoning your shirt!”
Not only did Bernard not let go,
The man held her
The pain swept through him
He instinctively let go
But the intense
“Bernard!”
he also pressed gently on her waist, and without warning, Eleanor fell on him.
hand and stroked her back with the other, about to kiss her, but suddenly his temple started to ache.
turning his face pale and draining the color from his lips.
of Eleanor, enduring the pain, and put her on the couch before standing up to leave…
ain, combined with his unsteady steps, made him collapse on the couch.
Eleanor saw him suddenly fall and quickly reached out to help him, but he fell on her lap.
She quickly held him and, feeling a bit at a loss, asked softly, “What’s wrong?”
Last time at night, he suddenly fell, and now it happened again, what was going on with him?
Bernard seemed not to
his beloved woman to worry about him, his face was pale, but he still forced a smile.
“Eleanor, I’m fine, just a headache, I’ll be fine after some rest.”
He tried to turn his body, hugged Eleanor’s waist, and then buried his face in her belly, as if she
couldn’t see his face that way.
Eleanor raised her hand, touched his cold face, and suddenly felt scared: “Let’s go to the hospital!”
She tried to help him up, but the man’s trembling hand tightly gripped her waist: “Eleanor, I don’t want
to go to the hospital…”
Eleanor asked him puzzledly, “Why?”
Bernard didn’t answer her, but asked: “Eleanor, would you be sad if I were gone?”
Eleanor’s face turned serious, and she coldly said, “Bernard, I don’t understand what you’re saying. All
I know is, if you don’t plan to be with me, don’t bother me again.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe had already experienced two disappointments, and she didn’t want to face despair again when she
was about to give up for the third time. It would completely break her.
Bernard tried to suppress the pain, raised his slender hand, and gently touched Eleanor’s cheek:
“Eleanor, I’m sorry, I was just talking nonsense, don’t be mad, okay?”
Eleanor looked at Bernard’s pale face, devoid of any color, and her anger was replaced by worry:
“What’s wrong with you?”
He smiled slightly, and in a soothing voice, comforted Eleanor: “It’s just a migraine, don’t worry.”
Eleanor didn’t believe a migraine could cause him to be so unsteady, but Bernard forced himself to
slowly stand up from her side. He leaned against the couch, acting as if nothing had happened, turned
his head, and smiled at her: “I’ll be fine after some rest.” Eleanor frowned, walked to him, and was
about to persuade him to go to the hospital when the door of the room was pushed open from
outside.
Pearce walked in with golden slippers in one hand and golden gloves in the other, followed by
everyone from the company, all excited and boisterous.
“Boss, look…”
Before he finished speaking, he saw Bernard sitting on the couch, hidden in the dark corner.
“You… you… you… how are you here?”
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