A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1464

Bernard, whose sharp features softened in an instant, buried his face into Eleanor’s neck, holding her as if it was their final goodbye, with all the strength he could muster.

He didn’t say a word, just held her silently. Outside the car window, rain began to fall, droplets pattering against the glass, soon fogging up the view with a misty veil.

Bernard, running on a week of little sleep, his eyes bloodshot, stared at the rain streaming down. A weak smile flickered across his lips, his heart heavy with despair, like the rain. blocking his path, obscuring his vision…

They had chosen the 10% chance to save their child over the 30%, but before they could even begin to hope, that very afternoon as Bernard drove back to Fiord Roundabout, Eleanor started bleeding…

At first, it wasn’t much, but as Eleanor’s vision blurred to the point where she couldn’t distinguish the traffic lights outside, she realized something was wrong. Looking down, she saw blood soaking through her clothes…

Reaching out to Bernard, her world went black just as her fingers grazed his sleeve, and she collapsed forward…

“Eleanor!” Bernard’s voice, panicked and fearful, was the last thing she heard before slipping into unconsciousness.

Pale with fear, Bernard held the unconscious Eleanor with one hand and gripped the steering wheel with the other, racin

back to the hospital as fast as he could.

It wasn’t long before she saw a drenched Mr.

waiting for? Save her,

snapped to attention, rallying everyone to the operating room, while she approached to take Eleanor from his arms. But Bernard swiftly dodged her, rushing to the OR with his

tense body relaxed for a moment, then a chill crept up from his feet, leaving him cold to the bone and unable to stand

Bernard would have erupted in anger again. Seeing their frantic efforts, he didn’t care about the sterility protocols and slumped into a chair next to

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nurses who helped them glove up and get ready. The two of them, dressed in sterile surgical gowns, quickly took their places at the

tools passed by another

brink.

soaked Bernard, “Mr. Laurence, Mrs. Laurence needs an emergency C-section now. The baby

their hands, even though they had prepared to sacrifice for their child, the heavens weren’t granting them that chance.

Eleanor alive, “Does she have even a 30% chance now?”

Marcus, holding the scalpel, looked at the unconscious yet not asleep Eleanor, “I can only promise to do my best.”

plummeted, “Marcus, Amelia, at all costs,