A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1464

Bernard, whose sharp features softened in an instant, buried his face into Eleanor’s neck, holding her as if it was their final goodbye, with all the strength he could muster.

He didn’t say a word, just held her silently. Outside the car window, rain began to fall, droplets pattering against the glass, soon fogging up the view with a misty veil.

Bernard, running on a week of little sleep, his eyes bloodshot, stared at the rain streaming down. A weak smile flickered across his lips, his heart heavy with despair, like the rain. blocking his path, obscuring his vision…

They had chosen the 10% chance to save their child over the 30%, but before they could even begin to hope, that very afternoon as Bernard drove back to Fiord Roundabout, Eleanor started bleeding…

At first, it wasn’t much, but as Eleanor’s vision blurred to the point where she couldn’t distinguish the traffic lights outside, she realized something was wrong. Looking down, she saw blood soaking through her clothes…

Reaching out to Bernard, her world went black just as her fingers grazed his sleeve, and she collapsed forward…

and fearful, was the last thing she heard before

Bernard held the unconscious Eleanor with one hand and gripped the steering wheel with the other, racin back to the hospital as fast

Amelia, who hadn’t received Mr. Laurence’s order to stand down, stayed in the operating room, waiting for their return. It wasn’t long before she saw

are you waiting for? Save

to take Eleanor from his arms. But Bernard

on the operating table, his tense body relaxed for a moment, then a chill crept up from his feet, leaving him cold to the bone and unable to

for the doctors already working to stop the bleeding and save her, Bernard would have erupted in anger again. Seeing their frantic efforts, he didn’t care about the sterility protocols and slumped into a chair next to the operating table, his eyes

their hands up, entered the OR, followed by four nurses who helped them glove up and get ready. The two of them, dressed in sterile surgical gowns, quickly

making the first incision, reached out for the hemostatic tools passed by another doctor, working swiftly to stop the

to the soaked Bernard, “Mr.

in their hands, even though they had prepared to sacrifice for their child, the heavens weren’t granting them that chance.

care about fate; he just wanted Eleanor alive, “Does she have