A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1338

In the haze of her thoughts, Eleanor saw Bernard push her away, turning to sweep Sophie into his embrace.

She froze, then charged towards them, but Bernard merely glared at her with furrowed brows.

“We’re divorced, Eleanor. Why can’t you let go?”

Eleanor stood, disbelieving, gazing up at Bernard who towered over her, “We’re divorced?”

Bernard didn’t respond, only held Sophie closer, showing her tenderness.

After standing stunned for a while, Eleanor took a step forward. She wanted to separate them, but then saw Bernard lean down to kiss Sophie. At the moment their lips touched, Eleanor’s world shattered.

Reeling from the pain, she slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing the white ceiling, Eleanor realized she’d been having a nightmare, one where Bernard was kissing someone else.

Just as she was sighing in relief that it had only been a dream, she realized she was lying in a hospital bed. She slowly turned her gaze and a familiar face, handsome and aloof, suddenly came into view.

“You’re awake?” The man’s eyes lit up upon seeing her awake, twinkling like a sky full of stars.

Eleanor stared at him, momentarily dazed, before reaching out to touch his face.

It felt real.

He was alive.

eyes welled up with tears, “Robin, you’re alive… Thank God…”

a small smile,

taken a bullet for her. His recklessness and the sight of his blood had filled

for a moment before

volumes, and the smile on

up from his wheelchair, leaning forward to scoop Eleanor

intended for it to be a brief hug, a small comfort after their brush with death, but Robin held her tight, refusing to

look in his eyes that wasn’t quite clear, almost

ER,

other hand, had been shot and was unable to help. All he could do was sit in his wheelchair, staring at the

anxious or scared before, but the panic of that day had shaken him

and she raised a hand to gently pat his

after you were shot. But we’re

work

knew that if he held on any longer, he would be crossing a line, and

Eleanor

unwell? Let me know and I’ll have the

shook her head, her hand instinctively moving to her stomach. She had survived a near-death experience, but had her

thought of losing the child she had fought so hard to conceive was

how important the

the baby was saved in time and

the sincerity in his eyes, she finally believed that her baby

her stomach became more gentle, as if the presence of her child eased her pain.