A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1125

Looking at the beautiful back against the light, Tyler thought Liana was afraid, so he tried to support his body and got up from the ground. "Liana, turn around."

Hearing his voice, Liana couldn't help but turn her head. She saw Tyler, who somehow had managed to put on a jacket, and he was wearing an easy smile.

"You didn't kill anybody, and I'll be fine."

He struggled with his bloody body to stand in front of her.

"I'm a doctor. I know how to stop the bleeding..."

He raised his hand, full of deep affection and reluctance, and gently touched Liana's face.

"Don't be scared, just leave here..."

Liana stared at him, dumbfounded for a few seconds before she made up her mind, turned around, took Will's hand, and quickly left the room.

The moment the door was pushed open, Liana, bathed in sunlight, could not feel any warmth. She gripped Will tightly and ran downstairs.

When Will left the mansion, he looked up at the penthouse and saw a man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He couldn't see the man's expression or know whether he would die. All he felt was that the gates of hell would probably not open for Liana again.

Watching the couple board the speedboat, Tyler wondered if Liana would look back at him. But she didn't, not once. It turned out that when Liana said she didn't love him anymore, she meant it.

When he realized this, his body, which had been struggling to hold up, suddenly slid down the glass.

His blood, bright red, stained his clothes, pants, and the carpet on the floor...

Tyler sat on the glass, raised his bloody fingers, and touched his chest broken by a bullet.

Liana, my heart is broken and can’t be fixed. But… you fooled me once, and I fooled you once, so we're even.

He lifted his bleak eyes to the light coming in from the window, only to find that the light had bypassed him and shone elsewhere.

He wanted to crawl into the light, but he had no strength left. He could only stay in the darkness, watching his blood drain away drop by drop.

At the moment he felt his life ebbing away, Tyler's mind was filled with images of Liana.

Liana was always behind him, no matter how much he disliked or got annoyed with her, she was always enthusiastically calling him, "Tyler..."

When they were young, Liana, a tall and graceful girl, would hide in corners, under trees, in rooms, watching him from every corner of the Howell family estate.

The image suddenly stopped, and all Tyler could see was darkness. He was silent for a while, then he reached out his bloody hand and started to write on the ground.

But halfway through, he suddenly stopped...

Someone like him, even if he died, nobody would come looking for him, right? So what's the point of writing this?

He slowly withdrew his hand.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but all the blood in his body had drained away. With his last bit of strength, he turned his eyes to the sea outside the window.

“Liana, you still owe me a garlic pork chop. Make sure you cook it for me in our next life.

Liana, also, please remember, in our next life, stay with me for a month. 29 days will be enough.”

As the corners of his lips gradually spread into a relieved smile, his eyes suddenly stopped moving, and there was no sign of life left—

A voice asked him deep in his soul, Tyler, do you regret it?

Tyler said, I regret it, but there's no chance left...