A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1378

The name Eleanor sent an electric jolt through Bernard’s long-stagnant heart, igniting a spark in his dim eyes.

“Eleanor’s news?”

She and the child she carried had sunk to the depths of the sea. What news could there possibly be? Yates remained silent, his stare fixed on Bernard with an intensity that spoke volumes.

The anxious man, seeing no response, felt his temper darken, “Speak up!”

After a drawn silence, Yates stepped back, sinking into a sofa with the weight of unsaid words. “You think Eleanor’s dead, don’t you?”

Bernard’s eyes flickered with a storm of emotions before settling into a shade of skepticism.

“If you’re here to play me with some fake information of her survival, just get out.”

Sophie and Cameron would never let Eleanor off the hook. Who would save her? Who could?

He didn’t believe it, and Yates, unhurried, gestured to Peterson with a flick of his cigarette-bearing fingers, “Show him the video.”

With understanding, Peterson pulled out his phone, opening a video sent from a photographer at the family reunion. He placed it before Bernard’s eyes.

Eleanor stood beneath a pear tree, clad in a champagne gown, her gaze lost in the crowd. The breeze teased her

taken tonight. Timestamped for

his misty eyes locked onto the woman in

– unchanged. It couldn’t

into Bernard’s eyes that struggled against tears. With each throb of his heart came a pang of pain, even his palms ached. His trembling fingers reached out, yearning to touch that face on the screen, but he lacked

could do was tear his gaze from the video to look at Peterson,

of guilt but ignoring the questioning

enemy stood before him, yet in his powerlessness, he sought their mercy, “Tell me the truth, and

terms were. For Eleanor, he would agree to anything. Yates

–

that chip in his brain a catalyst for their bitter rift – meant… Yates

a measured tone, “Cameron pushed her into the sea, then went back and saved her.” Yates’ voice was casual, as if recounting a trivial

it hard for Bernard to believe, “How could Cameron possibly

Eleanor…

fell into the sea, Eleanor revealed to Cameron that she

only to be cast into the sea anyway. But, regardless, Cameron’s conscience hadn’t completely faded, and

believable. Bernard’s spark of life reignited. Like the rebirth of spring, it gave him a reason to live. His lips curled slightly, his emotions