Chapter 1031


    Robin was taken aback. He looked down at his hands, those hands that had once held Eleanor…


    So, this is what it feels like to be in love?


    A


    Katharine once told him that if you like someone, your heart will beat faster, you’ll feel happy when you


    see her and sad when you can’t


    You’d have a strong desire to possess her, to not tolerate anyone else gelling close. He felt this way


    about Eleanor, but…


    The first woman he had ever been attracted to was Eleanor, a woman he once looked down on a


    woman Bernard deeply loved.


    He found it hard to ept. He took a step back and then turned to leave “I just remembered, I’ve got


    stuff to do. Catch youter”


    He intended to skedaddie quickly, but Bernard’s cool voice sounded behind him, “Mr. Spencer, you


    really should stay for dinner, no matter what”


    Robin turned around and looked at the noble and elegant man. “Why?”


    Bernard didn’t answer him, only asked Bryson, “Is everything ready?”


    Bryson nodded, “Everything is ready. We can start the meal now”


    Bernard smiled and said, “Mr Spencer, shall we?”


    Robin nced at the bodyguard standing outside the door, then followed him into the dining room


    apprehensively.


    Eleanor was already in the dining room. As soon as she saw them, she immediately invited them to


    eat.


    Bernard naturally walked to Eleanor’s side and gently stroked her hair


    Seeing their intimate gesture, Robin, who had just realized his feelings, felt a little bitter in his heart.


    He suppressed his feelings and sat across from them


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    Just as he picked up his knife and fork, he saw Eleanor scoop a bowl of soup and ced it next to


    Bernard.


    Then she, with the politeness of a hostess, invited him to enjoy his meal.


    But Robin had no appetite at all.


    However, Bernard seemed to enjoy his meal quite a bit. “Honey, feed me.”


    If everything before was merely testing the waters, this moment marked the official plunge into


    unfamiliar territory.


    Uncertain about Bernard’s intentions, Robin couldn’t shake the feeling that Bernard was doing it


    deliberately


    However, when he witnessed Eleanor picking up a spoon and naturally feeding soup to Bernard, Robin


    realized that this was simply a normal interaction between a married couple.


    Giving a bitter smile, he remarked. “You two are really affectionate”


    Bernard’s cold gaze shifted from Eleanor to Robin, and he uttered two words, “12 years.”


    Twelve years – such a long time. It made Robin wonder: What makes him think he can take Eleanor


    away from Bernard?


    Lost in his thoughts, Robin was abruptly brought back to reality as he saw Bernard reach out, gently


    grasp Eleanor’s chin, and kiss her.


    Instinctively, Robin clenched his fist. His pupils dted as he watched their lips meet, and an


    unexpected ache gripped his heart.


    Bernard stole a nce at Robin during the kiss, noticing his pale face, and a cold smile crept onto his


    lips.


    In front of Robin, he slowly released Eleanor, leaned in close to her ear, and gently said, “Thank you”


    The thanks he was expressing was because she had just helped him drink the soup. This was a


    common urrence between them, and Eleanor was used to it.


    Only today with someone else present, she felt a bit shy and gave Bernard a sidelong nce, “This


    isn’t appropriate…


    Bernard obediently nodded. “Alright, whatever you say”


    What’s with this man today, speaking as sweet as honey?


    Eleanor nced at Robin, who didn’t look too good, was her husband intentionally riling up this single


    guy?


    Eleanor had no idea what the two men were arguing about. She looked at Bernard and then at Robin,


    finally deciding to focus on her meal.


    Bernard, however, lifted his eyes filled with amusement and casually looked at Robin, “Mr. Spencer,


    aren’t you going to keep asking questions?”


    Robin snapped out of his thoughts and frowned, “Ask what?”


    The man leaning back in his chair slightly curled his lips. “For instance, how my wife and I met, and


    how we fell in love?”


    Eleanor, who had been focusing on her meal, felt that Bernard was showing off and nudged him with


    her elbow, “Why are you talking about this? Just eat”


    Even though it was just a casualment, it still stung Robin. It was strange, why did he care so much


    about her opinion?


    Bernard’s gaze softened when he looked at Eleanor, “It’s alright to talk about it I believe Mr. Spencer


    wouldn’t mind, right?”


    His eyes were on Eleanor but he was asking Robin


    The stiff man across from him nodded, “Whatever, it’s your house Say whatever you want.”


    After all, Bernard’s purpose of imating him to dinner tonight wasn’t for business revenge, but to assert


    his territory


    Robin, who had seen through his intentions, rxed and leaned back in his chair, awaiting Bernard’s


    love story


    But Bernard didn’t say anything. Instead, he asked El