A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1468

Bernard’s eyes were rimmed with a dark crimson, a testament to countless sleepless nights and worry that hung heavy in his heart. He stood, transfixed by the sight of Eleanor, lying still on the operating table. She had listened to him, fought tooth and nail, and returned from death’s doorstep…

“Eleanor, you’re a true fighter,” Bernard whispered, a silent prayer of thanks escaping his lips. He had never been more grateful or more terrified, but thankfully, she had pulled through.

His hands were planted firmly on the cold hospital floor, palms slick with the blood that had dripped down from his clenched fists. The fear that had gripped him still shook his body, rendering him too weak to even consider standing…

It wasn’t until the piercing cry of a newborn filled the room that Bernard lifted his gaze to see Mr. Keith cradling the tiny infant. The baby, so tiny and delicate, had inherited his mother’s fierce spirit and had also made it through…

The sound of the baby’s cries, mingled with the steady beep of the heart monitor, made Bernard feel the overwhelming power of life for the first time. A wave of emotion swelled within him, threatening to spill over.

The infant, now safely ensconced in an incubator, wasn’t out of the woods yet. His survival was momentary, and it would take the doctors’ relentless effort to keep him alive. Blake, having seen his great-grandson survive, felt no need to linger any longer. As he turned to leave, he felt Bernard’s icy grip on his ankle…

Blake looked down, locking eyes with Bernard’s bloodthirsty gaze just before being thrown to the ground. Before he could react, a barrage of punches rained down on him…

fury, his fists pounding relentlessly, the

their boss beaten to a pulp, moved to intervene but were halted by Bernard’s chilling threat, “Touch him, and you’ll never see

couldn’t believe the depth of Bernard’s vengeance. Despite he had saved his great-grandchild’s life, Bernard repaid Blake with violence instead of gratitude. He was furious at Bernard, whose behavior had been devoid of humanity.

you strike your own

who truly defies natural

had a gun at that moment, he would have used it without

Bernard’s relentless assault. But Bernard, straddling the fallen man, didn’t cease his

Hailey, his wife, held him back. “Don’t. That man has no soul. It’d be better if he

righteous indignation. If it weren’t for him, Eleanor would never have been pregnant, never have suffered like this. And now, because of Blake’s selfishness, they had almost lost her. Hailey could hardly contain her hatred; she longed for Bernard

and the man

with what to do, an urgent voice came from the operating room, “The patient has a cerebral hemorrhage. Prepare the surgical tools,

upon hearing the doctor’s announcement. The murderous aura that had enveloped him vanished instantly,