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…

he chose you, so…he

were shaky, she

had promised her that he would come back, but he had left her

she praise his bravery or

look of endless irony appeared on

blame him for this?

No.

husband was saving

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

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

are his ashes?”

his remains, otherwise she wouldn’t believe that he was really dead.

of us could see

clenched his fists

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

broken bones, but

to an operating table by masked men in black, have their heads cut open from

choices. That’s what happened to the gamblers who entered with them. Once the door opened, they were taken straight

death, but before the door opened, Bernard pushed him into the door of life at a high speed,

had seen Bernard’s

see his head being cut