A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

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.

unimaginable trial. No one knew how Bernard had endured

wept until she was breathless. If it weren’t for Cedric’s support, she would have collapsed. Veronica, hearing

Laurences sympathized with Eleanor’s plight and felt for Bernard’s helplessness. Learning of their grandfather’s deeds had left

Bernard’s life, Blake had nonetheless sought to sever that bond. Such a grandfather was rare, leaving his grandchildren to shiver at the thought of their own potential fate-a fate spared only because they lacked

for Eleanor. Peterson, in particular, was distraught. It wasn’t long ago that they had embraced at the airport, speaking of future

his eyes. Grasping the hands of Bevis

reddened. She had always cherished her beauty,

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hope. This sister, only recently acknowledged, couldn’t just

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

Quintus’ situation was a mere coma due to a hemorrhage-treatable. But your sister’s complications are far