A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 169

She coughed up pink foam, all of it going into the water, turning the toilet water red.

The bodyguard was startled, thinking she was coughing blood, so he quickly picked her up.

Suddenly breathing in some air, Eleanor began to recover, but she was still coughing non–stop.

What she coughed up was still pink foam, a symptom of late–stage heart failure.

Joelle didn’t know that, thinking she had hurt her stomach from drowning. Her anger subsiding a bit, she stared at Eleanor through the- gritted teeth, “It serves you right for choking to death! It’s what you get for what you’ve done!”

After saying this harshly, Joelle signaled the bodyguard with a look, and he immediately let go of Eleanor.

“I’ll let you off this time, but if you ever dare to resist again, don’t think you’ll leave alive!”

After saying this vicious threat, Joelle turned and left, hand in hand with Sophie.

Little did she know that she hadn’t taken two steps before she felt a moist hand on her neck from behind.

Before Joelle could even look back, she heard Eleanor’s weak yet gritted voice through the pain, “Ms. Valona, don’t you want to give toilet water a try before you leave?”

Joelle’s body shuddered, the thought “Could this be what her revenge was going to be about?” flashing in her mind she was forced face down into the toilet.

Eleanor used all her strength to push Joelle’s head into the toilet, holding her by the neck with her hands, she wasn’t going to let go.

bodyguard tried to hold her back but was scolded, “If you don’t want her dead, don’t come near me!

If they dared to come closer, she would surely

usually looked weak,

act recklessly, Sophie quietly walked behind Eleanor and when she thought Eleanor wasn’t

sudden jolt of pain made Eleanor

gasping for air. Unable

their struggle, Eleanor accidentally pushed

on the verge of falling to the ground, a strong

noticed the man’s sharp, angular face exuding a melancholic aura. His

that accentuated his tall stature, he possessed a presence that was both somber and captivating, reminiscent of the stars in

retained his hold around her waist, his gaze descending coldly upon Eleanor. “Who do you think you are to lay a hand

and her hair disheveled, in no better state than Joelle.

her toes and waiting for the judgment of those holding power and despising

you

Bernard’s hand still on her waist, was pleasantly surprised but even more

busy with his work; how could he suddenly find himself in a

bodyguards dragging someone into the mall, so I

“I see.”

her stern expression

in the hospital, and she even pushed Joelle’s head into the toilet just now. None of us could stop her. Teach her a lesson for Joelle,

answer, only gently patted her hand to comfort her.

some reason, the gesture made Sophie happy. She felt that she still had a place

closer to him.