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Chapter 575
Hearing the words “Emilia’s sister, Eleanor could tell that Ethan seemed to have let go of his longing for
Emilia
She looked at Ethan, who was gradually being swallowed by darkness, and felt a pang of sympathy,
but she didn’t know what to say.
Ethan’s elbow was propped up on the bar, and he was lightly swirling his drink in one hand while sizing
up Bernard with the other
“You’re one lucky b****d You hurt Eleanor, and yet you managed to get her forgiveness I, on the other
hand, might never get that chance in my lifetime”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBernard held Eleanor’s hand tight, his gaze becoming more complex as he looked at Ethan.
He knew nothing about what had happened between Emilia and Ethan and found it hard to empathize
But the topic of getting Eleanor’s forgiveness hit Bernard right in the feels.
If it weren’t for her forgiveness, he feared he might end up in the same boat as Ethan.
Seeing the mixed emotions in Bernard’s eyes. Ethan downed his drink and casually tossed the glass
aside.
The glass traced a graceful are in the air before shattering on the floor tiles.
Ethan stood up, sauntering over to Eleanor with a sway in his step and crushing the glass shards
underfoot.
He bent down to look at Eleanor’s heart, reaching out to touch but was stopped by Bernard’s grip on
his wrist.
“Ethan, she’s my woman. Try touching her and see what happens.
At this, Ethan smirked like a l****tic, his gaze fixed on a stone-faced Bernard, letting out a deranged
laugh.
“How hilarious My lover saved yours with her heart, yet you won’t even let me touch her?”
Bernard pushed Ethan away, looking down at him with cold eyes.
“You know Eleanor is my woman. Why should I let you touch her?”
“Why should you?”
Ethan leaned against the cold wall, his eyes red, laughing bitterly
“Bernard, if it weren’t for my lover’s heart saving her, your woman would be dead by now!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“It was my lover who saved her, giving you the chance to get her forgiveness.”
Your woman would be dead by now.
Those words were like a dagger, stabbing Bernard right in the heart.
He was right. If it weren’t for Emilia’s heart, the one falling apart wouldn’t be Ethan, but him after
completely losing Eleanor.
Seeing Bernard’s pale face, Ethan knew he was also living with regrets.
His smile faced slowly Take good care of her heart for me.”
With that, he st***ed back to the bar, opened the liquor cabinet, and pulled out a gun.
He gently caressed the gun, glanced at Eleanor, and gave a faint smile.
“You asked me earlier if I couldn’t tell you apart from Emilia. I haven’t given you an answer yet. Let me
tell you now.”
Eleanor thought he was going to answer, but instead, he suddenly lifted the gun, pointing it at his head
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