Chapter 554


    Bernard stood there, staring at her, then slowly started to move towards her.


    Eleanor saw him stepping out of the group anding her way, couldn’t help but tear up, and quickly


    rushed towards him ‘Bernard, I


    Just as she was about to call out his name, she saw him walk past her with a nk expression, not


    even ncing at her


    Eleanor froze, and the tears in her eyes finally couldn’t hold back anymore.


    She slowly turned around, staring somewhat disbelievingly at the man who was descending the stairs


    with a bunch of bodyguards, not looking back.


    His tall and straight figure seemed untouchable, hard to approach


    Eleanor gazed at that figure, as if in a dream, a nightmare she once had.


    She felt like she might have died a long time ago. Because she couldn’t ept Bernard not loving her,


    she wove a beautiful dream, fantasizing that he loved her.


    It wasn’t until the moment of reincarnation that this beautiful dream ended like a nightmare, and now is


    the ending of this nightmare.


    She fet either tortured to the point of not distinguishing between reality and dreams, or she had gone


    mad, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.


    She hugged her shivering body tightly, standing in the cold wind, looking at the man she missed for half


    a year with tearful eyes.


    “All this is fake, right? Her voice was very soft, as if she couldn’t bear the blow, weak and painful.


    The figure, who had already descended the stairs and was about to get into the car heard her voice


    and suddenly stopped.


    Eleanor saw him stop but didn’t look back. She didn’t dare to approach him, but wanted to confirm for


    herself whether this was real or a dream.


    She gathered her courage, walked to his side, extended her thin little hand, and gently tugged at his


    sleeve.


    “Bernard, is that you?” she asked


    Was this the same Bernard who had imed he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her?


    Bernard looked at her


    “It’s me “His voice pulled her back from her trance.


    “So it’s not a dream.” She wanted to touch the face in front of her, but he caught her wrist.


    “Eleanor.” He called her name coldly, just like calling a stranger.


    Eleanor’s heart was bleeding, as if a sharp knife was tearing her heart apart.


    She looked up at the expressionless man in front of her without saying a word, seemingly waiting for


    him to speak.


    But Bernard didn’t say anything, just gently let go of her hand and said to her, “Don’te looking for


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    Upon hearing these words, Eleanor raised her head a little higher, she thought she wouldn’t cry this


    way, but the tears still flowed uncontrobly.


    “Why?”


    Her heart was about to break, but she just silently shed tears, looking at the cold and ruthless man in


    front of her.


    He never really looked at her, so he didn’t know what he was thinking.