A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1441
Eleanor remembered their last dinner together as well.
Bernard looked at Eleanor with determined eyes and couldn’t refuse any longer. “Alright, no problem.”
It was only then that Eleanor reached out, linking her arm with his strong, muscular one. “Honey, let’s head home.”
With one arm wrapped around her waist and the other cradling her belly, they walked towards the Fiord Roundabout. Seeing
them return safe and sound, Bryson was finally relieved.
He was beside himself with joy and had the chef whip up a feast. He also sent someone to pick up Nina from school.
Eleanor hadn’t seen Nina in ages and missed her terribly, feeling a sting of guilt as well. Nina was still so young, and Eleanor had
left a single note before leaving-it didn’t sit right with her.
Bryson had said that Nina was understanding, mentioning her aunt and uncle only occasionally without making a fuss.
Eleanor asked if Nina had cried.
Bryson told her that with Pearce and George to keep her company, Nina hardly had time for tears, but she had woken up crying
a few times at night and it took his comforting to put her back to sleep.
Learning that Nina had cried made Eleanor feel even worse, but Bryson quickly reassured her by saying Nina was only upset
with her Uncle Bernard.
When Eleanor asked why, Bryson explained that Bernard had returned home a while ago and left before Nina got out of school,
without seeing her. The little girl was so angry she vowed to ignore her uncle upon his return.
Hearing this, Eleanor couldn’t help but laugh at Bernard’s grim expression, comforting him by saying Nina was just being a child
and not to take it to heart. But when Nina got home from school, she really did give Bernard the cold shoulder.
Bernard tried to win her over with a pile of gifts, but nothing worked. Nina had grown a bit and become quite stubborn, leaving
Bernard exasperated and no longer trying to engage her.
When Bernard ignored her, Nina felt uncomfortable. At dinner, she sneaked glances at him with her big, round eyes. The last
time she got caught, she was so embarrassed she buried her face in her food.

Bernard’s lips curled slightly as he scooped up a small bowl of sweet soup and placed it on the table, gently pushing it towards
Nina. He said nothing, but the gesture warmed Nina’s heart.
She was so delighted that she hopped down from her chair and ran to give Bernard a bear hug.
But she was stopped before her fingers could even touch his sleeve.
“Serenina Ziegler, have you forgotten what I’ve said?”
Only her aunt Eleanor was allowed to touch him; no one else...
Nina remembered the ironclad rule but still, she walked over to Eleanor and raised her hand to touch the prominent belly.
“When my little cousin is born, will they not be allowed to touch you either?”
Bernard arched an eyebrow, his expression carelessly amused.
“Boys can do it, but girls can’t.”
Nina had never been so speechless in her life. She rolled her eyes and touched Eleanor’s belly again.
“Hey, little one, you’d better be a boy, or else your dad won’t let you touch him...”
Nina’s mature tone made Eleanor laugh. She smiled and pinched Nina’s cheek.
‘Don’t listen to him. Whether it’s a boy or a girl, they’re his children-he wouldn’t stop them from touching him.”
‘Exactly.
Nina nodded in agreement, then proudly leaned against Eleanor’s belly and whispered softly, “Little one, hurry up and come out.
We need to fix your dad’s stinky habits-maybe even let him get a whiff of your stinky diapers...”
Nina giggled at her own words, picturing her uncle’s face overwhelmed by the baby’s stinky surprises.
Bernard, stirring his soup with a small spoon at the dinner table, didn’t mind what the child said. He glanced sideways at the two
beside him and couldn’t help but feel content.

After dinner, Eleanor spent some time with Nina until the little girl fell asleep. Then she went to the study to find Bemard. “Darling
what are you working on?”
Bernard, who had been tinkering with the chip system, quickly shut down his computer as she entered and looked at her
nonchalant
“Just some company stuff. Is Serenina asleep?”
Eleanor nodded as she approached, “She’s had a long day at school, then all that excitement with the gifts, she was exhausted.
She fought to stay awake to talk to me, but she’s asleep now.”
He stood up, guiding Eleanor to sit beside him on the small sofa. “Well, if she’s asleep, you should rest too. You’re far along now-
don’t overexert yourself.”
Eleanor agreed, then wrapped her arm around Bernard’s. Resting her head on his shoulder, she whispered, “There’s something I
need to ask your permission for. Once I do, I’ll head to bed.”
The man she leaned on lifted his fingers affectionately to her hair. “Whatever you want to say or do, you don’t need my
permission.”
Eleanor knew he loved her dearly, which was why he felt she didn’t need to consult him, but she believed in mutual respect.
“Marriage is about discussion and agreement. It’s better I talk things over with you.”