A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1274

Watching Evan’s hunched figure, the light in Eleanor’s eyes faded bit by bit. She seemed to be sinking in endless darkness, filled with despair.

Her mind was filled with images of Bernard’s skull being cracked open. She didn’t know if they had given him any anesthetic. If they had, at least it would slightly alleviate the pain. If they hadn’t, it meant coldly cutting him open, then feeling the stuff in his brain being scooped out bit by bit…

Just thinking about Bernard dying after going through such pain, Eleanor’s heart felt like it was being torn in two. She took deep breaths but couldn’t seem to get enough oxygen. The strong sense of suffocation made her feel like she couldn’t breathe, like even the air couldn’t come in.

She couldn’t bear even a minor injury to Bernard, yet he was treated so brutally. How could she bear it, how?!

Eleanor clutched her chest in pain. She bent over but couldn’t alleviate the heart-wrenching pain. Tears rolled from her eyes, drop after drop, onto the floor….

Evan saw the tears on the ground and looked up to see Eleanor in unbearable pain. At this moment, feelings of guilt and self-blame welled up in him, making it even harder for him to look at her.

“My sister made him protect me, so he protected me…”

Mr. Law had traded his life for Evan’s…

Thinking of how Bernard had pushed him to safety, Evan buried his head deeper into his knees.

“I’m sorry…”

The sound in Eleanor’s ears slowly returned. Her swollen eyes moved from her toes, and she looked at Evan who had his head buried in his knees…

mean, he chose you, so…he left me?”

after were shaky, she barely managed

would come back, but he had

she praise his bravery or hate his

irony appeared on

she blame him for

No.

husband was saving someone, not

didn’t. So in the end, she could only suppress

from her face, and looked again at Evan who was kneeling on the ground.

his

needed to see his remains, otherwise she wouldn’t

could see his body.”

clenched his fists

of death, and our paths were opposite, I couldn’t

Caleb’s broken bones, but he couldn’t

that those who entered the door of death would be strapped to an operating table by masked men in black, have their heads cut open

of death often leads to making the wrong choices. That’s what happened to the gamblers who

to face death, but before the door opened, Bernard pushed him into the door of life at a high speed, while he himself entered the

Bernard’s body,

his head being cut open with