A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1470

Chapter 1470

Bernard grasped Eleanor’s icy hand, pressing it against his own blood-streaked face, His fingertips, coated in crimson, smeared a haunting red across her pallid cheeks.

Bernard’s eyelashes fluttered downward as his gaze wandered over her battered form-so many incisions, so much blood loss, tubes protruding everywhere. She must be in agony, he thought. For the first time, he realized that to ache for someone was not merely an internal twinge but an overwhelming desire to suffer in their stead,

He would take it all upon himself if he could, bear every sin, endure any torment, just to spare his Eleanor from further pain. Even death seemed a fair trade.

Bowing his weary head, Bernard clung to Eleanor’s hand, his tall and once steadfast frame now hunched over like a penitent worshipper seeking absolution at the altar,

Even from outside the operating room, anyone could see the powerful man shaking. uncontrollably, his whole body trembling with each labored breath.

No one could tell if Bernard was crying, but all knew his suffering was profound. To be caught between life and death, to desire relief but find none-this was a torment like no other.

trial. No one knew how Bernard had endured these long hours; all they could see was his evident

for Cedric’s support, she

with Eleanor’s plight and felt for Bernard’s helplessness. Learning of their grandfather’s deeds had left

life, Blake had nonetheless sought to sever that bond. Such a grandfather was rare, leaving his

ago that they had embraced at the airport, speaking of future family plans. Now, seeing his cousin so bloodied

eyes. Grasping the hands of Bevis and Antoine

reddened. She had always cherished her

This sister, only recently acknowledged, couldn’t

Yates’ arm. “Grandpa, Moore once saved Mr. Quintus with his skills. Please, ask

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