A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 821

"Liana, it hurts so much," the man on top of her voice suddenly quivered, sinking lower.

"Then let me go if it hurts!"

"It's not here that hurts."

Tyler grabbed her hands again, placing them on his heart.

"It's here."

His deep-set eyes stared at Liana's face, revealing a touch of sorrow.

"Liana, I nearly died from not eating for days and days, just so I could marry you."

"But you hid it from me, getting married to another man, do you have any idea how much it hurts here?"

After that, Tyler raised his other hand stained with blood, touching Liana's face.

"Tell me, if I hadn't stopped it, would you be someone else's wife by now?"

Liana turned her head to avoid his touch, her eyes filled with disgust and hatred.

The man suddenly clenched Liana's cheeks.

"Liana, we agreed that once I convinced the Howell family, you would marry me, why are you marrying Will now?"

He spoke lightly, but the fingers pinching her cheeks used full force, causing Liana's face to sink in.

She maintained her silence, seemingly indifferent to Tyler's actions, using this cold violence to push him away.

Tyler wasn't annoyed, the hand holding her cheeks slowly moved down.

His warm fingertips crossed her neck, moving straight down, bringing a tingling sensation of coldness.

Liana endured the harrowing experience, her pride intact as she lifted her chin and stared at Tyler with icy resolve. To her surprise, she encountered a level of hatred in his eyes that surpassed her own.

Observing his venomous gaze, Liana sneered in response. What right did Tyler have to hate her? Wasn't all of this a result of his own actions?

Tyler's fingers froze at her lower back, ceasing their movement. He looked up at Liana, who continued to glare at him...

"Liana, can you say it once more, like you used to? 'I love you'?" he asked, desperation seeping into his voice.

"I will never love you," Liana sneered, her words filled with disdain.

After subjecting her to such heinous acts, orchestrating her violation and even depriving her of the ability to bear children, Tyler still hoped for her love. Liana felt a twinge of mercy within herself for not seeking vengeance, but that was the extent of it.

Tyler didn't mind her words at all, instead he patiently lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Their plan had been to rendezvous at two, to exchange vows at the city hall, emerging as wedded partners in life.

But now... the dream of becoming husband and wife teetered on the edge of uncertainty.

In this predicament, it mattered little who did what; the weight of consequences rested heavily on them both.

Entangled for half their existence, Liana yearned for the embrace of an affectionate love, capable of liberating her from the depths of darkness.

But now, she was plunged into the darkness once again.

As Tyler was punishing her harshly, the phone in the dinner plate suddenly rang. It was her phone.

Liana's phone had been taken by Tyler yesterday, why was it in the dinner plate now?

The phone kept ringing, Tyler glanced at the name on the screen, revealing a sly expression.

His hand moved away from Liana's waist, reaching for the phone in the dinner plate, and pressed the answer key.

Will's anxious voice quickly came from the other side of the phone: "Liana, where are you? Are you okay? I..."

"Liana, after this time, let's try again, okay?"