A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1392

Eleanor, with the quiet resolve of one who cannot bear to face the heartache of departure, left her words hanging in the cool morning air as she took a step back and turned away.

Other expectant mothers glowed with a hearty roundness, but Eleanor, even in pregnancy, seemed frail, as if a gentle breeze might topple her.

Bernard watched her fragile silhouette retreating, his heart aching so fiercely that he could no longer contain himself. He called out her name, his voice trembling with emotion, “Eleanor.”

At the sound of his quavering voice, Eleanor’s pace slowed, but she did not turn around. She was waiting for him to say, “Let’s go together, but the words

never came.

“I’ll come back with the might of the Siren Organization. Don’t stay in Area Opaca, it’s too dangerous,” he said instead.

With those words, Eleanor’s hope sank. She nodded slightly, then without looking back, quickened her steps toward the entrance of the District A mansion.

This time, Bernard didn’t call out to stop her. No matter how much he wanted to, he simply couldn’t. Because he knew as long as he left, Yates wouldn’t harm her.

cooperate with Yates. But it tore at his soul to let Eleanor walk away without looking back. Sensing his reluctance, Eleanor paused after a few steps,

belied her turmoil. “The Siren Organization was founded before you were born,

Siren Organization stems from the fact that its members once kill my

its former identity as Darkness-existed long before his birth? But Mr. Penrod had told him that the Siren Organization was created to cultivate

it meant Mr. Penrod had been

the onslaught of information, a helicopter swooped in, landing in front of him. A man in

been instructed to take you to Thailand. Let me escort you,” the man

the woman standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. She must have seen him through

Bernard stepped into

the chopper ascended, Eleanor, who thought she had no tears left, found them cascading down her cheeks. She stepped out of the

vision, she thought she saw Bernard inside the helicopter, turning

too fast, and soon Eleanor’s figure blurred into a speck amid the canopy of trees until she vanished from sight. Only then did Bernard look

let him go, not even bothering to drug him or fear his return for vengeance. Whether it was audacity or another ploy, Bernard was determined

slit Yates’ throat, claim his head for Caleb, and avenge the members lost in the biohazard zone. Regardless of Mr.

losing Eleanor, Bernard relaxed his tense and sore body, leaning against the helicopter’s interior,

of the surveillance feed, Yates knew Bernard’s declaration of vengeance was meant for his ears. It played right into his