A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1385

After Yates finished speaking, he rose from his seat and left the room. In the wake of his departure, Bernard felt the chilling countdown begin anew within his mind, the chip implanted in his brain ticking away with relentless persistence.

The countdown, along with his remarks about Eleanor’s pregnancy, served as a stark warning to Bernard-a reminder of the deal he had struck and Yates’ threat that he was a man of his word, and that betrayal would not be tolerated.

Regardless of whether Bernard gave any hints or whether Eleanor could guess the direness of his situation, it was futile. Yates’ condition was absolute: the two of them must part ways for good.

Otherwise, Yates could, at any moment and without a sound, endanger Eleanor’s unborn child.

And the chip in Bernard’s brain-it kept him tethered to Area Opaca, an invisible prison from which he could not escape.

Trapped in Area Opaca, he couldn’t protect Eleanor or their child… He had to get out. He had to gather all the help he could find to deal with Yates and set everything back on track.

But for now, their time together was destined to end in parting.

The thought alone made Bernard’s chest tighten, robbing him of breath, yet he kept his turmoil hidden, simply lifting his hand to remove the mask from

his face.

that same moment, Eleanor also took off her mask. Their eyes met, and both were filled with a sorrow too deep

beeping of the countdown penetrated their quiet moment, pulling Bernard back to

stood before Eleanor, still weak from his ordeal, not crouching or sitting, just standing in the backlight.

choked up as he started to speak, but he fought to

it was over, that I’d never see you

couples to have fallouts and say harsh things in the

eyes, but he quickly shielded them with his long lashes,

up, gestured to a nearby chair, patting the cushion invitingly for him to

leaned in close, her lips near his ear, “We’re under surveillance here, and it’s not safe to talk

gentle, like a stream trickling into his heart, prying open his very soul to pull him out of the

allowing her to speak without straining and letting her warm breath tickle his ear, igniting a

sensation reminded him that he was not just a shell of a man;

to his ear and began to share her

to grant you permission to leave Area Opaca. That

was seamless, almost perfect, and Bernard admired her brilliance. As he looked into her eyes, it was as