A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 48

Eleanor was so scared that she immediately stopped talking.

Feeling a little lost, she glanced at the man. He didn't get angry, which meant he wasn't Bernard.

Feeling sad, she mustered the courage to turn around in his arms, lay facing away from him, and closed her eyes to sleep.

For some reason, even though this man wasn't Bernard, she felt like he wouldn't hurt her. So, she fell into a deep sleep with ease.

After she fell asleep, the man pulled her back into his arms.

He held her, gently patting her back from time to time.

Eleanor was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep, but in a daze, she dreamed of the young man again.

In her dream, he raised his foot, taking aim at her heart, and delivered a powerful kick.

She dreamt that he broke each of her fingers, one by one, and viciously slapped her across the face.

Writhing in agony, she lay curled up on the ground.

Yet, even in her pain, she reached out to him with hopeful eyes, her voice trembling, "Garett, it hurts... It hurts so much..."

Her whispers resonated in the man's ears, causing his hand to freeze mid-pat on her back.

After observing the woman in his arms for a moment, the man pushed her away, got out of bed, dressed himself, grabbed his coat, and left the room.

Just as the door closed behind him, Eleanor murmured, "Bernard..."

In her dream, she envisioned Bernard cradling her as she slept, offering her solace as if she were a child, bringing her immense happiness.

When she woke up, she couldn't believe that she had such a beautiful dream.

It was still dark in the luxurious suite, and Eleanor searched for the man beside her, but it was cold.

It seemed that the man had left. She sighed in relief, got up, and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows. The moment the curtains were drawn back, the sunlight poured in.

Only then did Eleanor see how large the suite was, occupying an entire floor.

It was probably a few hundred square meters, astonishingly large.

The bed was also huge, round and white, and of excellent quality. The bathtub in the bathroom was also enormous. In addition to that, there was a kitchen and a study.

Eleanor didn't press further, thanked the staff, and left the hotel.

Having finished her medicine, she went to the hospital to get some more. The doctor asked her some routine questions about her physical condition, and when it came to her sleep time, the doctor's brow furrowed.

"Ms. Shultz, I still recommend you be hospitalized for treatment, as your current physical condition is really not optimistic."

Eleanor refused again. She felt that staying in the hospital was just waiting for death, and she didn't want to waste the last moments of her life there.

Seeing her persistence, the doctor didn't say much more, just reminded her to rest and not to overwork herself. Otherwise, the blood supply to her brain would become more insufficient, and she might easily faint or even die suddenly.

Eleanor found this way of dying quite acceptable, as it probably wouldn't be painful for long, so she didn't care too much.

After picking up her medicine and leaving the hospital, she went to the police station to cancel the investigation.

She had willingly invited him the night before, so the nature of the case had changed.

Additionally, it probably wouldn't be possible for her to find him with his background. It was better not to waste her time.

After dealing with these matters, Eleanor returned home and fell into a deep sleep once again.