A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1459

Eleanor’s tentative questioning made Bernard bow his head. “In that case,” he said, his voice heavy with concern, ‘your chances of survival are only 10%. If we operate now, it might go up to 30%”

Bernard reached out with his other hand to gently trace the features of Eleanor’s face, her eyebrows, her eyes, her contours. ‘Eleanor,” he implored, “I can’t bear the thought of losing you again. Forget about the baby for now. Please, just focus on staying alive, okay?”

Upon hearing the dire statistics, Eleanor felt as if she had plunged into a frigid abyss. The thought that both she and her unborn child might die left her heart wrenching with sorrow. She had faced death before and no longer feared it, but Bernard…

Lifting her tear-filled eyes to Bernard whose face had paled with concern, she whispered, “It doesn’t matter if I die, but I just can’t bear to leave you behind.”

The thought of leaving Bernard brought tears streaming down her cheeks, spilling like pearls from a severed string. Each warm tear that landed on Bernard’s hand was like a knife to his throat, each one tightening the grip of pain and sorrow.

Bernard, swallowing the razor-sharp anguish, grasped Eleanor’s hand and placed it over his heart. Then, with a voice full of resolve and authority, he declared, “I won’t let you die.”

Without his permission, not even the grim reaper could take her away. And if death dared to snatch her, Bernard would follow it into the depths of hell itself, becoming a vengeful spirit to slay all the reapers.

his bloodshot eyes, attempted a bitter smile. “I’ve already had a heart transplant, and now

gently pushed Bernard’s hand away, placing it on her swollen belly as if making a resolute decision. Looking squarely at

let me carry this

chill at Eleanor’s choice, his body turning cold and rigid. Glaring at her, now only concerned for the child, he gripped her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Èleanor, listen to me. I don’t care about the baby. I care about you. If you choose the baby over yourself, then I’ll

words. “Bernard, why are you so foolish? Without me, you’ll still have

voice, usually cool and composed, erupted in a

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you, nothing else matters!”

first time, Eleanor felt truly frightened. She stared at him through misty eyes, too afraid to speak

“Eleanor, I’m begging you-don’t make this choice. I truly can’t bear

eyes filled with unspeakable pain, conveying the sheer torment of his soul at the thought of life without

pregnant belly. Inside, her baby squirmed-a vivid, vibrant life. How could she possibly