A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1395

Sophie wanted nothing more than to spit out a venomous “serves you right,” but the subsequent words choked her into silence. It was as though the sins of her parents had indeed come back to haunt her, a karmic retribution for their past misdeeds.

She had everything one could want in life, except for the love of the man she truly desired. Ironically, it was Eleanor-the one her father had cast aside-who basked in that love, who was adored even to the point of suffering on her behalf. Could this really be fate’s cruel hand?

“But it was my parents who did those things, not me,” Sophie protested, her voice trembling with indignation. “I was just a child; I knew nothing about it. Why should I bear the brunt of their karma, why?”

“Because,” Eleanor said, pinching Sophie’s cheek with deliberate slowness, “deep down, you are as venomous as they were, maybe even more cruel!”

Sophie, despite her youth, had cold-bloodedly harmed Dominic, who loved her dearly, and stubbornly refused to admit her role in his demise. A woman like that was inherently malicious.

After Eleanor spoke, she let go of Sophie’s face. In that instant, Sophie, fueled by fury, attempted to punch Eleanor in the stomach but was swiftly restrained by a man in black.

as bait, you would never have found your husband. Without that, you wouldn’t

you. Without your vengeful scheme, how could I sit here and watch

so great about you anyway? You’re nothing but a lowlife, flaunting your cheap life. Without your precious title, you’re worth less than the mud on

the man in black raised his hand and slapped her hard across the

in Bernard’s heart and her legitimate status as the

all she wanted to say. Now, it was time for revenge. She looked to the man in black. “Please, bind her and throw her into the sea, let her

Throw her into the lower district first, let her

game if Sophie kept silent about Bernard’s ordeal in Area Opaca, ensuring her survival and eventual escape. Sophie thought Yates would honor this deal

go to the surveillance room and watch, to soothe your anger,” he said softly, then

and hauled her out, treating her as if she were nothing more than lifeless cargo. As she was hauled away, Sophie cursed over her shoulder, “You

shows you never truly loved him. Stop hiding

didn’t respond; instead, she laughed maniacally, her sinister cackle as though she was cursing the unborn child, who instinctively