A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1478

It was Bernard who had bargained with the heavens, offering his own life in exchange for Eleanor’s. And now, as fate would have it, the powers that be hadn’t taken his life but had instead snatched away Eleanor’s memories. A fair trade, he reassured himself, for she had awakened.

Yet, despite his self-comforting thoughts, Bernard couldn’t suppress a bitter chuckle. It was as if the past decade had been nothing but a lavish pipe dream.

Gazing upon her gaunt, pale face and bloodshot eyes, and the rueful smile that played upon his lips, Eleanor’s heart constricted, tightening in discomfort. She thought it was a cardiac issue at first and pressed her hand to her chest. The odd pang faded quickly, and in that moment, Garrett took the opportunity to gently push aside her other hand.

“Eleanor, your husband’s back. You should chat with him; I’ll head off now and check in on you another day,” Garrett said, his voice light yet tinged with concern.

As Garrett turned to leave, Eleanor, gripped by a sudden anxiety, called out to him, “Garrett, don’t go. I don’t know him. Please don’t leave me alone; I’m scared.”

Those two words, “I’m scared,” hit Bernard like a hammer to the heart, deeply embedded and immobilizing. It felt as though a rugged nail was piercing through his heart’s chambers, unrelentingly claiming his life…

Bernard, who had been propped up against the hospital bed, finally lowered his heavy lashes to look at the fear-filled Eleanor beneath him. “You’re afraid of me?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

was the unfamiliarity that terrified her. But she didn’t know how to express this, so she chose silence, even directing a

before, only heard her whisper his name in her sleep. Now, witnessing

fingernails cut into his skin, drawing

afraid of me, should stay with her. I… I’ll

of being seen in such a state, Bernard pushed himself off the wall

up at Garrett, whose face was

and fragmented, Eleanor sought answers, “Garrett, can you tell me what’s going on between him

replying, “It’s not something I can explain in a sentence or two.

feel that I love you. So, Garrett, if there’s a chance you haven’t let go of

room, leaning against the wall, Bernard overheard this and felt his frail body tremble, as if a cold

seeing their boss’ heartbreaking face, felt a pang of sympathy. He hadn’t even taken the time to put on his coat

would become of their Mr. Laurence? Could years of love