Chapter 471

Morris—the man she cherished. Eleanor knew this. But she also knew that she couldn't stay on Pear Blossom Island forever. Some things in life were simply destined to remain incomplete. "Morris, I'm sorry," she murmured, a hint of melancholy in her voice. "Why are you saying that again…" Morris waved his hand dismissively, attempting to mask his emotions. His expression was indifferent, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of sadness. "You were always going to leave one day. The only difference is that the right opportunity hadn't come—until now." Just then— The bathroom door swung open. Simon emerged, steam still clinging to his skin. Dressed in the clothes Eleanor had given him, his damp black hair clung to his forehead, accentuating his sharp, chiseled features. There was something effortless about his beauty, something striking. Eleanor cast a casual glance his way. "Are you done showering?" Simon gave a subtle nod. "Unh," he hummed in response. She pointed toward the entrance. "Come wit