Chapter 597


    The man was messing around with the safe on the table. After Bernard finished inputting the password


    on the safe, he raised his head and called her over. “Come here” When he said these two words it


    reminded Eleanor of the past it was also at No. 8 Mansion when he first spotted her. The phrase he


    said to her the most was “Come here”


    Back then, he was bossy and heartless, but now he was full of warmth. He showed her all his


    tenderness.


    Eleanor walked up to him. Before she could stand straight, the man had her in his arms. He hugged her


    from behind and opened the safe on the table


    When Eleanor saw the cream colored scarf, her photo, and a letter mended with countless strips of


    tape inside, she was stunned She reached out to touch the scarf and lowered her head She thought


    hard, then she remembered that these were the belongings she left at No. 8 Mansion.


    But that photo was a picture of her sleeping face.


    She picked up the photo, “When did you take this?”


    “You wanted to leave me a picture before, so


    He didnt finish his sentence, but Eleanor understood.


    That year, she thought she was dying and begged him to take a picture of her hoping he would keep it


    as a memento.


    Bernard angrily refused back then. This was probably because he had heard her calling Garett’s name


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    Eleanor thought there would be no progress after his refusal, but surprisingly, he sneakily took a


    picture. It eased some of her regret.


    “Eleanor, during those three years, I would look at this picture and miss you.”


    Without this picture, the Eleanor in his illusion would have been blurry That’s how he survived so many


    difficult days and nights.


    Eleanor heard him and kissed his forehead, “Let’s forget about the past. Now I’m here with you, you


    don’t need to rely on the picture anymore.”


    She put the photo back into the safe, “In the future, Ill take more photos with you”


    He had been haunted by the past. Hearing her promise, Bernard felt his heart gradually fill with warmth


    Eleanor’s fingers touched the letter taped together, I remember tearing it up.


    “Anything you left for me, even if it was torn, I mended it”


    Just like their rtionship. Even when it was shattered, he would do his best to mend it. If he didn’t,


    would there have been a present?


    Eleanor scolded him for being a fool, but her fingers picked up the brief farewell note. Seeing the naive


    handwriting she once left, and a few more lines written below, her eyes gradually reddened


    [Bernard


    He said, don’t dream that I will love you


    So, he doesn’t love me]


    The following is his handwriting:


    [Eleanor


    Actually, I have fantasized about you falling in love with me.


    Unfortunately, you don’t love me]


    The ink handwriting had been smudged many times, bing blurred. It looked like it was written a


    long, long time ago.


    Eleanor guessed that maybe he picked it up, taped it together, and then wrote these words after she


    tore the letter into pieces.


    She did not know what kind of pain the man had gone through at that time. However, he did write these


    three lines in response to her. She just knew, when she held the crumpled letter, she


    couldn’t help but shed tears


    Some people said, when you’re obsessed with something, or are missing someone, there will always


    be a response


    And she, finally got his response