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.

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

taken tonight. Timestamped for

misty eyes locked onto

her expression – unchanged. It couldn’t be

pain, even his palms ached. His trembling fingers

he could do was tear his gaze from the video to look at Peterson, his eyes brimming with

his mask, met those reddened eyes, feeling a twinge of guilt but ignoring the questioning look. He took away the phone and walked

to Yates. It was ironic – his enemy stood before him, yet in

ask what the terms were. For Eleanor, he would agree to

–

they were enemies, and that chip in his brain a catalyst for their

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

was the calmness that made it hard for Bernard to believe, “How could Cameron possibly save her?”

man sent to kill Eleanor… why would he rescue

to Cameron that

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

rebirth of spring, it gave him a reason to live. His lips curled slightly, his emotions spilling over