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A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

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Chapter 1288

The resolve in her eyes struck Robin to his core. It was as if he truly understood the depth of Eleanor’s

love for Bernard for the first time. It was a love so deep, so profound, it seemed to transcend life and

death.

For Eleanor, Bernard was like the dawn. If the dawn failed to arrive, she would remain trapped in

yesterday’s twilight forever.

Life and death were not just words to them. They meant it.

When Robin grasped this, he felt a pang of inferiority for the first time. He realized he had lost to

Bernard right from the start.

But even so, he had to do something for the feelings he had for Eleanor. Otherwise, what was the point

of his affection?

Eleanor, oblivious to his tumultuous thoughts, said, “Mr. Spencer, I know you said Ace is very strict

about rules, but choosing the wrong door could mean death. You don’t have to go. I’ll deal with

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Katharine’s obsession.”

Robin took her words as a sign of her looking down on him, which enraged him. “I’ve gathered a lot of

people together. We’re going in to take down Area Opaca. Do you think this is a game to me? And why

do you believe that I can’t be as lucky as you were in the past?”

Seeing that she couldn’t dissuade him, Eleanor pulled out the golden leaf and explained, “The reasons

I don’t want you to go are firstly, I don’t want to put you at risk. Secondly, without the golden leaf, I

doubt the people from Area Opaca would let you in.”

Wasn’t it said that an invitation from Ace and their assessment were necessary to get in?

Robin couldn’t understand why Ace, being of the same aristocratic lineage, didn’t send him an

invitation.

With this thought, Robin’s anger soared. “I have my ways. You don’t need to worry.”

Despite Eleanor’s attempt to persuade him further, Robin’s frustration was at its peak. Seeing him on

the edge of losing his temper, she finally kept quiet, started the car and quickly drove to the dock.

The two of them rode in silence to the dock. Eleanor opened the door and got out of the car, then went

to the trunk to get her luggage.

Just as she was about to put her luggage on the ground, Robin pulled out a pair of handcuffs and

cuffed her left wrist, then cuffed the other half to his right wrist.

Eleanor looked down at the handcuffs, her eyebrows furrowed in subconscious displeasure.

“So this is your plan?”

Robin, a hand in his pocket, looked away and ignored her.

“What if they cut off your hand for forcing your way in?”

She believed the people of Area Opaca were capable of such a thing.

Robin, who had been seething for a while, glared coldly at Eleanor.

“Then let’s start a bet to see if they’d really cut off my hand!”

Eleanor looked at the impatient Robin, wanted to speak, but ultimately decided to stay silent.

Robin kicked her suitcase. “Don’t bring these. Ace isn’t kind enough to let you bring belongings.”

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Eleanor brought these items because she had helped Bernard pack in the past, and he had brought a

suitcase with him. So she wanted to give it a try: “Let’s see if it

works.”

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Robin didn’t object any further and leaned against the trunk of the car, waiting for the people of Area

Opaca to appear.

However, despite the coming and going of several boats, there was no sign of them

After a long wait, a five-year-old girl came to their side, handing Eleanor a note.

“Miss, a man told me to give this to you.”

Eleanor looked at the unfamiliar little girl in front of her, momentarily startled, but accepted the note and

unfolded it.

[Harmonic Voyager No.1]

“Did he want me to get on a ferry?”

“I don’t know.”

With her answer, the little girl turned to run away, but was stopped by Robin, who lifted her off the

ground by the collar of her dress