A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 883

Chapter 883 

No one knew how many smokes Bernard had gone through before he finally took out his phone and dialed a number. 

Upon receiving Mr Law’s call, Caleb swiftly sought out a location free of surveillance cameras, eager to respond 

*I am still investigating the reason behind Robin’s pursuit of Emilia. However, I have gained Katharine’s trust recently, and I believe I will soon acquire the necessary information, Caleb reported, taking the initiative without waiting for Mr. Law’s inquiry 

It felt somewhat unjust that Caleb had to make personal sacrifices to gain Katharine’s trust. He could already envision Robin’s fury if he discovered Caleb’s connection with his sister 

Nonetheless, Caleb remained undeterred. He was unafraid of the consequences. If push came to shove, he would simply marry her. After all, he was still single. 

Bernard got even more irritated thinking about Robin But he controlled his emotions and said calmly. 

“I called you to ask about something else” 

“What’s that?” 

“Did you find anything suspicious when you were looking into the cause of my brother’s death?” 

Caleb thought back to the clues he had found before and frowned 

“When I first looked into it, I asked you if your brother had an autopsy You said no, and I suspected something was wrong So, I did a few more investigations on my own, hoping to present you with the evidence when I have everything But since rive asked. I tell you now. 

The hospital said your brother died from a brain disease, but I found that the medication he was taking before he died had been switched. I haven’t figured out what it was replaced with yet” 

Bernard’s face immediately turned serious. It seemed Beck wasn’t lying then who could’ve killed his brother? 

Suddenly, a sharp female voice came from Caleb’s end ‘Caleb, what the hell are your doing hiding in the stable in broad daylight?!” 

Caleb was startled and quickly covered his phone whispering, “I have to deal with t fiery woman” 

Bernard grunted in response, hung up the phone, and looked up to see a woman in t clothing standing quietly by his side 

He was startled for a moment, then noticed the cigarette in his hand. He immediately threw it away, crushed it with his foot, and walked over to her. 

“Darling, I smoked again. Im sorry” 

The tall man before her was apologizing as if he had done something wrong, which ade Eleanor chuckle. 

“It’s okay, I understand” 

She walked over and straightened his disheveled shirt. “You haven’t slept all night Why don’t you get some sleep while it’s still dark?” 

Her voice was gentle and delicate Bernard quickly fell into her tenderness, his previsti imitation gradually subsiding. 

Eleanor didn’t even ask who he was speaking to on the phone. She simply trustingle reached out, took his hand, and led him back to their master bedroom. 

She comforted him to sleep the same way he had comforted her. The man who couldn’t fall asleep easily, gradually drifted off under her tender comfort. 

When he opened his eyes, he saw Eleanor sitting by the bed, with a sketchpad in har diligently working on a design. 

Seeing her staying by his side without leaving, Bernard’s heart was filled with warm A hint of a smile appeared on his usually icy face, “Baby, thank you.” 

Eleanor shifted her gaze from the sketchpad to him, looking at his face that seemed particularly beautiful in the morning sunshine. “Now that you’re awake, get cleaned up We’ll have breakfast together” 

Bemard complied without resistance, rising from the bed and entering the bathroom Upon emerging, he resumed his customary cold and dignified demeanor. “Let’s go. We will proceed downstairs,” he stated. 

The previous day, Scott had brought Nina back home. In the morning, while Bernard slept, Eleanor had taken the responsibility of feeding the child breakfast before sending her off to school with Scott 

In the dining room, the two of them sat alone. Aware of Bemard’s sensitive stomach, Eleanor had requested the chef to prepare a pot of nourishing porridge and personally fed it to him. 

Although Bernard chenshed this life, there were matters that required his attention After finishing breakfast, he informed Eleanor, “I need to visit the prison.” 

Eleanor, just as she was about to instruct the maid to clear the dishes, turned towards him and inquired. “Why are you going to the prison?” 

Contemplating the lunatic held within the prison walls, Bernard’s gaze grew cold. To visit my mother. I want to know if she’s still alive.” he replied.