Chapter 1470

Bernard grasped Eleanor’s icy hand, pressing it against his own blood-streaked face, His fingertips, coated in crimson, smeared a haunting red across her pallid cheeks.

Bernard’s eyelashes fluttered downward as his gaze wandered over her battered form-so many incisions, so much blood loss, tubes protruding everywhere. She must be in agony, he thought. For the first time, he realized that to ache for someone was not merely an internal twinge but an overwhelming desire to suffer in their stead,

He would take it all upon himself if he could, bear every sin, endure any torment, just to spare his Eleanor from further pain. Even death seemed a fair trade.

Bowing his weary head, Bernard clung to Eleanor’s hand, his tall and once steadfast frame now hunched over like a penitent worshipper seeking absolution at the altar,

Even from outside the operating room, anyone could see the powerful man shaking. uncontrollably, his whole body trembling with each labored breath.

No one could tell if Bernard was crying, but all knew his suffering was profound. To be caught between life and death, to desire relief but find none-this was a torment like no

other.

moments of both his wife and child was an unimaginable trial. No one knew how Bernard had endured these

Cedric’s support, she would have collapsed. Veronica, hearing Hailey’s cries, gripped her fingers tightly, silently offering her

Eleanor’s plight and felt for Bernard’s helplessness. Learning

bond. Such a grandfather was rare, leaving his grandchildren to shiver at the thought of their own potential fate-a fate

It wasn’t long ago that they had embraced at the airport, speaking of future family plans. Now, seeing his cousin so bloodied

of Bevis and Antoine Sharp, he stumbled closer to the operating table, the horror becoming clearer with each

flowing hair, now shorn to the scalp, Peterson’s eyes reddened. She had always cherished her

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Chapter 1470

beyond hope. This

grasp Yates’ arm. “Grandpa, Moore once saved Mr. Quintus with his skills. Please, ask him to

Yates could respond, Moore interjected, “Young master, Mr. Quintus’ situation was a mere coma due to a hemorrhage-treatable. But your sister’s complications are

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