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,

that came after were shaky, she barely managed to

back, but he had left her to

his bravery or hate his cruelty?

look of endless irony appeared on Eleanor’s

could she blame him for this?

No.

her husband was saving someone, not

didn’t. So in

face, and looked again at

his

she

of us could

clenched his fists tightly.

door of life, he took the door of death, and our paths were opposite, I couldn’t go

broken bones, but he couldn’t get Mr. Law’s

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 stuff inside scooped out and thrown

to making the wrong choices. That’s what happened to the gamblers who entered with them. Once the door opened, they were taken straight to the operating table, had their skulls opened in front of

choices. He was ready to face death, but before the door opened, Bernard pushed him

had seen Bernard’s body, hope gradually ignited in Eleanor’s

see his head being cut open with your