A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 533

To prevent Eleanor from killing herself, Ethan ordered some men to chain her hands and feet to the bed.

Eleanor lay in bed and was as silent as a tomb. She stared blankly at the ocean outside the window.

The hired help taking care of and watching her didn't have a clue what was going on in her head, but saw tears streaming down her face.

Eleanor kept crying, but didn't make a sound. She was like a lifeless doll.

This went on for a week. Eleanor refused to eat or drink; she seemed to want to die on her terms.

Ethan wasn't about to let her die. He had people pumping her with nutrients to keep her on life support.

George was changing her IV, noticed Eleanor's blank stare, and got the heebie-jeebies. He tried waving his hand in front of Eleanor's face, but she didn't react. That's when he realized she was blind.

George quickly grabbed some eye meds from the medicine box and shoved them into Eleanor's mouth, but she spat them out.

George tried to persuade Eleanor, but saw her dragging her chains. She turned her back to him and whispered toward the sea, "George. I saw him coming for me. Let me go, will you?"

Let her go in this state to go after Bernard.

George stood by the bed and glared at Ethan who had been eyeing his every move. "You're getting a kick out of torturing Emilia's little sister, aren't you?"

Ethan lounged on an armchair and massaged his temples. As cool as a cucumber, he looked at George saying, "Your job is to keep her alive, not to lecture me."

George thought Ethan was beyond reasoning, "She's going to die if this continues."

Ethan, unfazed, replied, "Then drug her up, and turn her into a vegetable."

Just like before, she laid quietly in bed and did not make a fuss. How peaceful.

George balled his fists and stormed out in a huff.

After he left, Ethan got up, walked over to Eleanor, and frowned at her pale face. "Don't forget, you still have to draw designs for your sister. If you cry your eyes out, how are you going to draw?"

Eleanor, lying on the bed, didn't react. It was like she didn't hear him at all.

For the past few days she had been like a ghost. She only said a few words to George.

Two weeks later, the IV couldn't sustain Eleanor's life anymore. Ethan's face was getting grimmer. As he sat by the bed, trying to force her to drink again, she suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Bernard, is that you?"

She trembled, tightly holding Ethan's hand, slowly interlacing their fingers.

"Why are you only coming for me now? I've been waiting for you every day, and now I can't see clearly..."

Ethan cast his eyes down at her small hand holding his, his expression changing slightly, but he didn't pull away immediately.

She followed his hand to touch his face, but didn't feel the familiar features. Disappointment flashed in her eyes.

"So it's not him...."

She let go, lowered her eyes and turned away. She buried her head in the blanket, and began to cry quietly. So it was just a hallucination.

Bernard, you won't come into my dreams, you won't come for me, have you forgotten me...