A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1392

Eleanor, with the quiet resolve of one who cannot bear to face the heartache of departure, left her words hanging in the cool morning air as she took a step back and turned away.

Other expectant mothers glowed with a hearty roundness, but Eleanor, even in pregnancy, seemed frail, as if a gentle breeze might topple her.

Bernard watched her fragile silhouette retreating, his heart aching so fiercely that he could no longer contain himself. He called out her name, his voice trembling with emotion, “Eleanor.”

At the sound of his quavering voice, Eleanor’s pace slowed, but she did not turn around. She was waiting for him to say, “Let’s go together, but the words

never came.

“I’ll come back with the might of the Siren Organization. Don’t stay in Area Opaca, it’s too dangerous,” he said instead.

With those words, Eleanor’s hope sank. She nodded slightly, then without looking back, quickened her steps toward the entrance of the District A mansion.

This time, Bernard didn’t call out to stop her. No matter how much he wanted to, he simply couldn’t. Because he knew as long as he left, Yates wouldn’t harm her.

cooperate with Yates. But it tore at his soul to let Eleanor walk away

with a steadiness that belied her turmoil. “The Siren Organization was founded before you were

against the Siren Organization stems from the fact that its members once kill my grandmother. You might

walked away, leaving Bernard frozen in place. Siren Organization-and its former identity as Darkness-existed long before his birth? But Mr. Penrod had told him that

the Siren Organization already existed before his birth, it meant Mr. Penrod

the onslaught of information, a helicopter swooped in, landing in front of him. A man in a sharp suit

you to Thailand.

at the woman standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. She must have seen him

Bernard stepped into the helicopter.

left, found them cascading down her cheeks. She stepped out of the mansion, gazing up

vision, she thought she saw Bernard inside the helicopter, turning slightly, his gaze falling on her.

too fast, and soon Eleanor’s figure blurred into a speck amid the canopy of trees until she vanished from sight. Only then did Bernard look away, his eyes cold and resolute, focused on the flight path

not even bothering to drug him or fear his return for vengeance. Whether it was audacity or another ploy, Bernard was determined to return with

the biohazard zone. Regardless of Mr. Penrod’s deceit,

of losing Eleanor, Bernard relaxed his tense and sore body, leaning against the helicopter’s interior, his