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.

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

to come closer, she would surely choke her to

Eleanor, who usually looked weak, to be so determined and

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

sudden jolt of pain made Eleanor

for air. Unable to maintain control over

Eleanor accidentally pushed

of falling to the ground, a strong hand

angular face exuding a melancholic

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

descending coldly upon Eleanor. “Who do you think you are to lay a

sweat, her cheeks swollen, and her hair disheveled, in no better state than Joelle. Yet, Joelle’s hurtful words pierced

head, looking at her toes and waiting for the judgment of those holding power and despising life.

when did you get here?”

her waist, was pleasantly surprised but

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

be passing by when I noticed your bodyguards dragging someone

“I see.”

words dispelled Sophie’s doubts. She immediately changed her stern expression and snuggled Into

Joelle in the hospital, and she even pushed Joelle’s head into

only gently patted her hand to comfort

she still had a place in his heart so,

closer to him.