A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 680

tallic smell and almost buckled at the knees, but she steeled herself, pushed past the

Even though the door was only slightly opened the strong smell of blood still permeated out. Eleanor got one doctor and quickly entered

Aidyn and Caleb were cleaning up the blood on the floor and when they saw Eleanor barging in the two stopped in fright “M: Shultz?”

She didn’t leave?

Eleanors bright eyes moved past the blood on the floor and focused on the man lying in bed, airenity deep sleep

His strong sturdy back had been cleaned treated with medicine, but left unwapped, and the dense knife wounds could be seen at a glance. The sheets underneath him, perhaps not yet changed, were soaked in blood dripping onto the floor

Seeing the usually cold aloot, and untouchable man now weak ke a child, Eleanor panicked.

She staggered to the bedside, squatted down, and reached out a shaking hand wanting to much those wounds but fearing she might cause him pain

After some tentative a strokes, she placed her hand on his perfectly sculpted arm, ever so lightly touching him

Feeling the touch. Bernard woke up and instinctively grabbed her hand, even though he was still half asleep

“Bernard it’s me”

His eyes were foggy, but his ears were sharp. Hearing her voice, he immediately let go

His gaze was as cold as a hawks but softened considerably when he focused on her

“You didn’t leave?”

open,

when you’re hurt like this?”

tear–streaked face and sighed

was why he hadn’t told her Yet shed still

man bore the pain, reached out and gently

“Hey don’t cry”

one hurt was him, yet he was the one comforting her. This only

his back, she couldn’t imagine what he’d gone

dared not even touch him,

“Is it painful

ache–not from his wounds, but from seeing her cry

painkillers. It doesn’t hurt anymore,

on his way back to Laurence Manor. The doctor had treated his wounds, and the pain

getting injured and enduring pain, how could he not handle this?

he was too strong, too indifferent to his own life, that Eleanor worned so

idiot, risking your life for me over and over

Bernard loved her, loved her enough to risk his life for her. And it was indeed true

to love her this much because the was terrified he might one day truly give up his life

her cry, so hard, Bernard was at a loss. All he

have nothing to do with you. There was some issue

him with tear–filled eyes.

hurt

he hurt

unpleasant, his eyes

Eleanor quickly asked who had hurt

to talk and Eleanor didn’t want to push, but the horrifying knife wounds still