A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1323

The man in black, his face a mask of indifference, advanced quickly, pinning Bernard to the ground, immobilising him and giving him no opportunity for counterattack.

Bernard could have reacted when the man first approached, but he chose not to. He was waiting for something. His mission will remain incomplete until that moment arrived.

1-2 interpreted Bernard’s non-resistance as a sign of defeat. He saw it as an uncharacteristic lack of fire, and his respect for Bernard diminished slightly.

“According to the rules of Area Opaca, anyone who tries to breach the lower districts must be electrocuted as punishment. But considering your obstinacy, I’ll make an exception,” 1-2 said, a hint of mockery in his tone.

1-2 beckoned to the man in black. After forcing Bernard onto the ground, he pulled a small knife from his pocket. The blade shone ominously under the dim light as he approached Bernard, crouching beside him.

Underneath his mask, 1-2 observed Bernard through unfeeling eyes. He held the knife against Bernard’s back and began to cut, slowly and deliberately, close to his waist.

Bernard clenched his fists, his neatly trimmed nails embedding into his palm, which was painful. But it was a pain that was nothing compared to the piercing agony from the knife on his

back.

the side, his gaze fixed on the wall. His mind was elsewhere, though. He thought of Eleanor, his beloved, who was

Eleanor. No matter who the child

his mind, 1-2 pressed harder with the knife. Bernard grunted in pain but remained resolute, biting his

towards him, hoping to give him some comfort. But the moment Bernard saw her, he closed his eyes, shutting her out. Sophie’s face twisted in

1-2. “Sir, let me do it. I don’t mind getting my hands

continued to carve into Bernard’s back, treating it like a piece of

really get to work, 1-2 said, wiping his hands clean with a towel handed to

him up. Make sure he recovers,” he commanded, to which the

the doctor worked on Bernard, without the use

Sophie standing in the doorway, her arms

pain he was in, Bernard managed to maintain his composure. His face was pale, but his features remained unchanged. His hair was slightly disheveled, but there was no sign of the distress he