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?”

eyes open, and tears instantly fell

could leave when you’re

tear–streaked face and sighed gently

worry her, which was why he hadn’t

the pain, reached out and gently caressed

“Hey don’t cry”

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

what he’d gone through, but she could imagine the pain he was in

her so heartbroken that she dared not even touch him, afraid that she might hurt

“Is it painful

making Bernard’s heart ache–not

It doesn’t hurt anymore, don’t worry”

was indeed unbearable when he was on his way back to Laurence Manor. The doctor had

and enduring pain, how

too strong, too indifferent

an idiot,

said that Bernard loved her, loved her enough to risk his

the was terrified he might one day truly give

was at a loss. All he could do was wipe away

my injures have nothing to do with

at him

hurt you?”

could he hurt

unpleasant, his eyes suddenly cold and

his eyes full of murderous intent, Eleanor quickly asked who had hurt him, but

want to talk and Eleanor didn’t want to push, but the horrifying knife wounds still made her heart ache.