A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1471

After all, who could love Eleanor more than her husband? Robin knew that, but what of it? He was both painfully aware and sweetly addicted to his own despair. He couldn’t do anything about it.

Yet, seeing Eleanor like this filled Robin with immense regret. If he had known she would end

up this way, he would have answered her question that day-the one she posed to him with her dying breath in lip-sync. He should have been forthright with her!

Robin despised his own cowardice, his strict adherence to propriety, but these feelings paled in comparison to his love for Eleanor. They were nothing but a minor regret, utterly insignificant.

Now, if he could, he would plead with the heavens to take on her suffering so they could live a happy life together…

After all, no one would care whether Robin was alive or dead, but Eleanor was different.

She was the beacon of hope for many, Bernard, Hailey Vulpe, Serenina Ziegler, their newborn son, and countless others who cared for her…

As Robin silently prayed to trade places with Eleanor, a man in a black trench coat, drenched in rain, stepped out of his car. His hurried steps were a bit disheveled, but he moved quickly…

By the time Garett arrived at the hospital, Eleanor had already been moved to the intensive care unit, with Bernard holding her hand, refusing to leave her side.

truth, and after a day and night of vigil, everyone had left except

would find it back home. So, Bernard had sent Aidyn

better or for worse, in life and death. Eleanor would be waiting for him on the road, not minding a slight delay. Garett never saw the battered Eleanor, only catching a glimpse through the ICU glass of a

he was abroad for a leg check-up. He couldn’t even finish the examination before he rushed

well, that would be enough. But to think that after cutting ties, her fate

hadn’t rejected Eleanor back then, if he had followed through with their marriage, would she have been spared

ICU door opened and with heavy steps, he approached

reddened, were fixated on the pale, gaunt face that had

to touch Eleanor’s cheek. But

no one else was allowed to lay

in Bernard’s eyes was more intense than ever, as if a single touch from

action that enraged Garett. He clenched his hand into a fist and swung at Bernard, “I gave up on her for

Bernard by the collar, pointing at the unconscious

you

an icy aura, followed Garett’s

fault. I didn’t take

defiance, his eyes filled with scorn, staring down