A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1130

Aldyn, who just arrived, saw his cousin running out like a madwoman. He quickly called after her, “Where are you going?”

Liana didn’t answer him, nor did she look back. She just bolted straight for the hospital exit. Even she didn’t know why she was doing this, all she could hear in her head was a voice incessantly urging her, just wait a moment, just wait a moment.

She hurried back to the island and the moment she stormed into the room, she saw Garett sitting in a wheelchair with Colter Clowers standing next to him. Their backs blocked Tyler from her view. The first thing she saw was these two dapper figures.

The sunlight from the rooftop glass showered down on them, casting a soft golden glow on them. Garett might have known that she was coming and slowly turned around to look at her.

“You finally showed up.”

When Garett received the news of Tyler taking Liana away, he had already left the country. He had planned to have surgery, but postponed it. He never expected to see his friend who he thought was already dead

His eyes were reddened, clearly having been through some grief. The inner suppression kept him in a daze for a long time. He just sat there, staring blankly at the man he thought was dead.

Liana looked at Garett’s reddened eyes. After a while, she lifted her heavy feet and walked towards him step by step. It was only when she got closer that she saw Tyler sitting on the floor.

The light was harsh, shining down and enveloping Tyler in it. He was surrounded by a golden glow, a faint layer that seemed to be his shield. He looked like an angel descended from heaven.

This angel was leaning against the floor–to–ceiling window. One knee was bent with his right elbow propped up on it. Between his long, slender fingers, he was holding a gun. The muzzle was pointed at his own heart, and his stiff body made his posture very standard without the slightest movement

still long, Liana couldn’t see Tyler’s face clearly. She could only face the light and follow the dry blood trail, step by step towards

Liana stood in front of Tyler, she saw his tightly closed eyelids, casting a silhouette in the

down all his defenses, escaped from the darkness, and was left with the paleness from excessive blood loss. But

stood, Tyler sat, a ray of light stretched from Tyler’s toes slowly to Liana’s feet. The moment they connected, Liana finally moved her gaze from his face to his chest under the

blood red had soaked Tyler’s white shirt. There wasn’t

his skin. Liana tried many times before she could tear off the clothes stuck to his chest. What she saw was a bloody gunshot wound…

a glance that this

desperately searching for the bullet, but she couldn’t find it.

own hands. She had never fired a gun before, yet she was able to hit the target on the first try. She thought her shooting skills were bad and wouldn’t hit his

blurred, she looked

blood slowly dried up,

felt death approaching bit by bit, but he could only sit there

the gunshot wound. Although it was rotten and hard, she could

ran to find the key. She only knew he was bleeding, continuously bleeding, but

at him.

him then, would she have noticed that

him then, could she

asked her, Mr. Laurence, not wanting her to be charged with murder,