A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1274

Watching Evan’s hunched figure, the light in Eleanor’s eyes faded bit by bit. She seemed to be sinking in endless darkness, filled with despair.

Her mind was filled with images of Bernard’s skull being cracked open. She didn’t know if they had given him any anesthetic. If they had, at least it would slightly alleviate the pain. If they hadn’t, it meant coldly cutting him open, then feeling the stuff in his brain being scooped out bit by bit…

Just thinking about Bernard dying after going through such pain, Eleanor’s heart felt like it was being torn in two. She took deep breaths but couldn’t seem to get enough oxygen. The strong sense of suffocation made her feel like she couldn’t breathe, like even the air couldn’t come in.

She couldn’t bear even a minor injury to Bernard, yet he was treated so brutally. How could she bear it, how?!

Eleanor clutched her chest in pain. She bent over but couldn’t alleviate the heart-wrenching pain. Tears rolled from her eyes, drop after drop, onto the floor….

Evan saw the tears on the ground and looked up to see Eleanor in unbearable pain. At this moment, feelings of guilt and self-blame welled up in him, making it even harder for him to look at her.

“My sister made him protect me, so he protected me…”

Mr. Law had traded his life for Evan’s…

Thinking of how Bernard had pushed him to safety, Evan buried his head deeper into his knees.

“I’m sorry…”

The sound in Eleanor’s ears slowly returned. Her swollen eyes moved from her toes, and she looked at Evan who had his head buried in his knees…

you, so…he left

shaky, she barely managed to get

but he had left her to save

his bravery or hate

of endless irony appeared on Eleanor’s pale

she blame him for this?

No.

saving someone, not hurting

to understand him, but also didn’t. So in the end, she could only suppress all

from her face, and looked again at Evan who was kneeling on

his

needed to see his remains, otherwise she

could see

his

of life, he took the door of death, and our paths were

bones, but he couldn’t

that those who entered the door of death would be strapped to an operating table by masked men in black, have their heads cut open from the back, then have the

Mr. Law entered the final round of the game, the walls around them played terrifying videos. The fear of death often leads to making the wrong choices. That’s what happened to the gamblers who entered with them. Once

the door opened, Bernard pushed him into the door of life at a high speed, while he himself entered the

seen Bernard’s body, hope gradually ignited in Eleanor’s eyes.

see his head being cut open with your own