A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1341

Robin followed his gaze to the figure sprawled on the hospital bed, lost in deep thoughts. It was Eleanor. He spoke softly, wary of disturbing her, "Why are you here for her?"

Peterson, under Robin's scrutinous gaze, paced into the room with long strides.

"She was working on a project for my grandfather, but there's an issue with the blueprints. I came to discuss revisions."

Peterson eyes moved from Robin to Eleanor, who was in peaceful sleep.

"Coincidentally, I was visiting a friend in the next room and noticed her here. What happened to her?"

Robin knew Eleanor was an architect, so he didn't find Peterson's explanation suspicious. However, he retained a hint of caution in his response.

"She's pregnant and her body isn't holding up well. She's here for prenatal care."

Peterson looked surprised, seemingly unaware of Eleanor's pregnancy. He cast a glance at the IV bag hanging beside her bed, "I see…"

Robin nodded and said, "She doesn't have the energy for projects right now. Please, Mr. Peterson, you should go."

Peterson looked at Robin, who stood unwaveringly by Eleanor's side. His eyes, deep as a lake, were filled with melancholy, "Alright, I'll come back when she's awake."

Peterson turned and left the room, his appearance seemingly just a coincidence.

Eleanor, under the influence of the medicine, slept soundly, unaware of Peterson's visit.

However, she was trapped in a nightmare, her forehead and back slick with cold sweat.

In her dream, she was repeatedly pushed away by Bernard, falling to the ground unable to get up. When she finally managed to struggle to her feet, she was pushed into the sea by Sophie, Cameron, and Bernard.

She reached out for help, but Bernard swam away without looking back…

She could only watch his retreating figure and get engulfed by the sea with despair.

"It hurts..." Eleanor clutched her chest, curling into a small ball under the covers.

Robin, watching her, hesitated for a moment before taking her hand into his, "Eleanor, you're having a nightmare. Wake up, it won't hurt when you're awake."

Peterson, leaning against the wall of the next room, frowned as more and more people arrived.

"How is Eleanor?" Hailey, her belly protruding with pregnancy, hurried to Robin, supported by Cedric.

"She woke up for a bit, then her fever came back."

Hearing that Eleanor's fever had returned, Hailey's heart clenched. She quickly bypassed Robin and entered the room.

A nurse was helping Eleanor cool down. Cedric, feeling it inappropriate for him to be there, let Hailey go in alone.

Hailey looked at Eleanor's pale and skinny face, her heart aching.

She moved to Eleanor's side, sitting down and taking the towel from the nurse, "I'll wipe her forehead. You can help with the rest."

"Okay." The nurse agreed and moved to the other side of the bed, lifted Eleanor's clothes, and began to wipe her back.