A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1340

Staring at the visibly distraught Eleanor, Robin was silent for a long time, so long that Eleanor thought he would not speak again.

"There's no such thing as a lost cause, everyone has their own perspective and thoughts."

"Maybe." Eleanor agreed, but her gaze drifted out the window, filled with loneliness, a sight that tugged at Robin's heartstrings. He knew Eleanor loved Bernard, so her declaration of 'never see him again in life or death' was just an outburst after being hurt.

Robin understood this clear as day, so he didn't press the matter further, instead just staying by her side in quiet support.

After a period of silence, Eleanor seemed to remember something and turned to look at Robin.

"You said something to me behind the door the other day, but it was obscured by blood, and I didn't see it."

She held her glass of water, looking lost, her gaze on Robin, "What did you say?"

Robin was taken aback, seemingly surprised Eleanor remembered, and he got nervous. "Nothing," he said.

Eleanor tilted her head slightly, her skeptical gaze lingering on the strangely flustered Robin.

"You should tell me, or else I'll keep thinking about it."

Facing the divorced Eleanor, Robin could have confessed his feelings for her. But he knew that as long as Bernard reached out, no matter how hard others tried or how much they liked her, she would follow Bernard.

In the face of such a love that has weathered life and death, Robin's affection was insignificant.

So, it's better not to tell her, to avoid making her feel burdened in the future.

"I told you to remember to send my prize money to my house."

She had been expecting him to say something touching, but he had been worrying about her prize money, "You really need the money that badly?"

Robin, his eyes reddened, nodded, "Yes."

His only chance to confess his feelings in this lifetime had just slipped by. Honestly, it was regrettable, but their current distance was just right.

With his back to the light, Eleanor couldn't see the tears in his eyes.

"Do you have a pen and paper? I'll write down the address where Ace left my prize money for you to pick up."

She had put the note in her suitcase, but now that the suitcase was gone, it was okay, she remembered it.

"No rush." Robin slowly replied, hiding all the complicated emotions in his eyes, and reached out to take the glass of water from her hands.

He put the glass back on the hospital bed tray, replaced it with a clean one, poured some warm water, and handed it to her.

After hearing Robin's words, Eleanor was filled with guilt, "It's my fault for making them worry about me."

Robin shook his head, "They will understand."

After saying this, Robin, forcing himself to stand up from the wheelchair, helped Eleanor lie down, "Rest well, meet them in your best condition when they arrive, so they won't worry."

After helping her to lie down, Robin pulled over the soft blanket and covered her.

Eleanor thought he made sense, so she obediently closed her eyes again.

"Wake me up when they are here."

"Okay." Robin's voice was filled with a tenderness that even he didn't realize.

He stared at Eleanor's sleeping face for a while before taking out his phone. He sent a message to order a light meal to be delivered, then notified the others.

But the person who appeared in the hospital room was not Hailey and the others, but Peterson Sharp, the third son of the Sharp family.

Looking at the man standing in the doorway against the light, Robin's handsome face took on a somber expression, "Who are you here to see, Mr. Peterson?"

Dressed in a gray suit, exuding an air of elegance and nobility, Peterson tilted his chin towards Eleanor, "I'm here to see her."