A Second Chance at Forever ( Eleanor Shultz )
A Second Chance at Forever Chapter 1085

Chapter 1085

From afar, the guy standing in a sea of flowers still looked as fresh and charming as he did when he was young

The familiar face and silhouette gradually became clear in her view, just like a dream.

Every step she took towards him, her heart sunk into silence, and countless memories surged into her mind.

What she remembered was how well Garett treated her

What Garett remembered was the lost Eleanor

They locked eyes, in his eyes there was only her, and in hers, there was only relief

They once promised each other forever, even made plans for their next lives, but in the end, she no longer belonged to him.

Tears blurred Garett’s eyes, hiding his inner pain beneath the tears, revealing a smile as warm as the spring breeze.

Seeing his gentle smile, Eleanor stopped in front of him, stretched out her hand like an old friend reuniting after many years.

“Garett, long time no see”

He looked at the hand in front of him, silently for a few seconds, then lifted his hand from his knee to lightly hold hers.

The corners of Garett’s eyes turned red

“Mrs Laurence, long time no see”

He gazed at his hands before him, silently contemplating for a few seconds. Then, he lifted his hand from his knee and gently clasped hers. A tinge of redness appeared in

the corners of Garett’s eves.

“Mrs. Laurence, it’s been a long time,” he addressed her, employing this form of address to create a distance between them and to remind himself that his beloved Eleanor had become someone else’s wife, leaving no room for any delusions.

Once deeply enamored lovers, their fingers briefly touched before releasing each other’s grasp One standing the other sitting, they suddenly found themselves wordless.

After a few moments, Eleanor, beneath Garett’s bewildered gaze, bent down and squatted before him, compassionately inspecting his legs.

“Garett, how are your legs now?” she asked, and Garett s gaze shifted from the hands that had just held hers, landing upon Eleanor

“The expert Hailey recommended said that as long as I cooperate with the treatment, I may be able to stand up”

Hearing this news, a joyful smile appeared on Eleanor’s face.

“Really?”

Garett smiled and nodded, then looked at Halley next to him.

“If you don’t believe it, you can ask Hailey.”

The expert was recommended by Bernard, Eleanor of course believed, but she still looked back at Hailey

“I forgot to tell you, but the expert indeed said that as long as he cooperates with the treatment, he may be able to stand up”

After Halley finished speaking, she looked worriedly at Garett.

He was suffering from severe depression and lost interest in the world, would he really cooperate with the treatment?

Eleanor was also worried about this, but she didn’t show it, just lifted her chin and smiled at Garett.

“Garell, you must cooperate with the treatment. When you stand up, I’ll give you a big gift”

Garett, who was already in a predicament, didn’t care about whether he could stand up, but Eleanor’s expectations made it hard for him to refuse.

“Okay”

The actual content of the gift was not significant; whatever she mentioned, he would eagerly comply and do his best to fulfill her wishes, ensuring she would never be disappointed

As she looked at him, he remained as accommodating as he was in his youth. Whatever she said, whatever demands she made, he would readily agree. Her heart was once again filled with guilt.

Lifting her gaze, she carefully observed the man seated in the wheelchair. Though his face was still recognizable, he had become so emaciated that barely any flesh remained. His body had weakened to such an extent that it seemed a gust of wind could whisk him away. His complexion was as white as a sheet, devoid of any radiance, resembling a person awaiting death, tormented by illness and devoid of hope.

It seemed that he hadn’t slept well for several days, with deep hollows beneath his eyes, prominent dark circles engraved on his face like a branded mark. Despite Carett having cleaned himself up to meet her, she could still perceive the weariness and fatigue emanating from him.

He wanted to make her believe he was doing well, but in reality, his condition was far from it. If she had known that Garett would end up like this, she would have preferred him to forget her forger rather than witnessing him in this state.

She felt ashamed/lowering her eyes and avoiding meeting his gaze. It was as if she feared seeing only herself reflected in his eyes, knowing she would be unable to hold

back her tears