A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 54

He appeared in a sapphire blue shirt, complemented by a matching coat, which emphasized his tall and slender figure from afar. A sense of authority emanated from him, captivating those who laid eyes upon him.

As you approached him, his face, now framed by golden wire–rimmed glasses, revealed a mature and polished appearance, no longer retaining its boyish charm. The sight of him in this manner after so many years filled Eleanor’s heart with tranquility.

She made a symbolic gesture, raising her hand and waving at him, signaling him to follow her. “This way!” she called out.

Upon catching sight of Eleanor amidst the crowd, the man hesitated momentarily. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

He had come to A City with his team for a business meeting, primarily for bidding purposes.

Little did he anticipate that the Ratliff Group would discover his visit and insist on sending someone to receive him and arrange a dinner party.

Reluctantly, he had agreed, but he never anticipated that the person tasked with picking him up would be Eleanor.

For a few seconds, he was stunned but then quickly recovered his composure and walked towards Eleanor with his team.

Tall as he was, he stood before her, towering over her by a head.

He had no choice but to look down at her, “Ms. Shultz, long time no see.”

With that one line calling her Ms. Shultz, he completely severed the friendship they had shared since childhood.

Eleanor scoffed, didn’t greet him, and coldly said, “Mr. Clowers, please follow me” before turning away.

With an expressionless face, she strode towards the underground parking lot in her high heels.

The man trailing behind her saw her annoyed demeanor and slightly furrowed his brows.

He hesitated for a moment then quickly stepped in front of Eleanor, “You’re not still mad at me, are you?”

Eleanor, hearing those words, abruptly stopped, looked up at him and retorted, “Why would I have the right to be mad at you?”

Jason seemed a bit helpless, but still sincerely apologized, “I’m sorry. I lost my memory and can’t remember you. That’s why I treated you that way five years ago. I hope you won’t hold it against me forever…”

As Eleanor looked up at the face that was identical to Garett’s, her calm was suddenly disrupted by a pang of pain.

She really wanted to ask Jason: Had he really lost his memory, or was he just pretending not to know her?

Clearly, five years ago, when he woke up and found out that she had sold herself to save him, he had kissed her like a madman, pinned her to the hospital bed, and choked her angrily, blaming her for betraying him.

So how was it that when the Clowers family showed up and claimed he was the missing son of the Clowers Group, he suddenly claimed to have amnesia?

If he really had amnesia, why would he say those words when she went to the Clowers family and begged him not to abandon

her?

Eleanor closed her eyes, and her heart ached when she thought of how he had ruthlessly kicked her twice.

At that time, she didn’t believe at all that Garett had amnesia; she felt he didn’t want her only because she was tainted.

When he was taken away by the Clowers family, she visited them every day, ignoring her dignity and kneeling in front of him, explaining over and over that she had sold herself to save him.

But not only did he not believe her, but he also raised his heavy boots and fiercely kicked her in the chest.

While applying force on her heart, he said maliciously. “Don’t use saving me as an excuse; it’s your own fault!”

At that moment, she was like a humble stray dog, humiliated and kicked by him, but still not giving up.

She cried and pulled at his pants leg, begging him not to abandon her for the sake of their past feelings.

But he bent down, grabbed her hand, and forcefully broke her fingers one by one.

At that moment, he gazed at her with a mix of disgust and a twisted sense of satisfaction in seeking revenge.

The agony from her dislocated fingers overshadowed the pain in her heart, amplifying her suffering. She cringed, parted her lips. and attempted to plead for hic forgiveness.

However, before any words escaped, he ruthlessly slapped her.

The force behind his blow was substantial, causing her face to immediately swell.

She looked at the man in the suit with disbelief. “Why…”

Why did the young man who once loved her and held her in the palnis of his hands turn so cruel after becoming the Clowers family’s son? Was it because she didn’t believe he had amnesia and bothered him every day or simply that he had forsaken his old friends after gaining wealth?