A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 124

Eleanor, barely hanging on, strained to look at Bernard as he sped down the road.

"Bernard... hurry up and go after your fiancée... don't worry about me..."

She managed to finish the sentence in between gasping breaths, which almost seemed to steal her life away.

She leaned against the passenger seat, gasping for air, but it didn't alleviate her feeling of suffocation.

Bernard frowned and glanced at her but didn't respond to her words. He had a cold expression and drove quickly in silence to the hospital.

Seeing Bernard carrying her and walking briskly towards the hospital, Eleanor weakly reached out with her hand, trying to grab his white shirt.

"I... don't want to go to the hospital..."

Her fingers were ice cold, as if her body temperature had vanished before death, making Bernard shiver inside.

"Quiet down, good girl. They have oxygen at the hospital."

Reassuring her, Bernard held the woman tightly in his arms and headed toward the triage desk.

The head of the hospital, who was doing rounds near the triage desk, saw Bernard coming and rushed to greet him.

"Mr. Laurence..."

"Liana, she might be having a heart attack, she needs oxygen!"

Liana, wearing a white lab coat, was interrupted by Bernard before she could even open her mouth. She glanced at the woman in Bernard's arms who was struggling to breathe, and quickly led them into a nearby room.

"Please follow me, Mr. Laurence!"

Liana opened the door to an empty room, letting Bernard place Eleanor on the bed. She then quickly brought an oxygen mask and expertly helped Eleanor put it on.

Breathing in the fresh oxygen, Eleanor relaxed instantly.

She tightly gripped the oxygen mask and breathed in forcefully, bringing enough oxygen to her suffocating heart.

Seeing her complexion regain some vitality, Bernard's tense expression gradually returned to his usual cold and distant demeanor.

He looked at Liana, who was checking on Eleanor and asked, "How is she?"

Liana listened to Eleanor's heart for a moment and felt that something was off.

"She's slightly better after having the oxygen. We need to do more tests for a specific diagnosis."

Although her heart showed signs of failure, Liana didn't dare to say anything to Bernard before the test results came back.

She pressed her unstable heart, trying to control its pounding, but the sudden close proximity of the man scared her, making it beat even faster.

Bernard's tall and straight figure cast a suffocating oppression, causing Eleanor to shrink her neck back.

He remained oblivious, pressing her down onto the bed and gazing at her pale, paper-like face. In a soft voice, he asked, "do you have any other discomfort?"

It was rare for Bernard to concern her like this. Eleanor was not used to his sudden tenderness.

She pressed her back against the bed to put some distance between them before finally exhaling slowly.

With her eyes lowered, she whispered, "My back..."

Her obedient and quiet behavior resembled her past self, as if she had never changed at all.

Bernard's serious face softened slightly.

He removed her coat and checked her back.

Three dark red iron rod marks nearly sunk into her flesh.

Upon closer inspection, her back bone appeared slightly cracked under the marks—prominent and gut-wrenching.