A Second Chance at Forever ( Eleanor Shultz )
A Second Chance at Forever Chapter 1280

Chapter 1280

The moment a person gets used to normality, they start accepting things they once couldn’t,

So, the moment Katharine’s eyes landed on the shattered bones, she knew. Caleb was dead. He was gone forever…

She stared at the broken bones for a long while, then gently pushed past Robin, who stood frozen in shock. Slowly, she stepped onto the cold floor and crouched down beside the bed.

Her delicate fingers grazed the bones, and for a moment, she could visualize the horrific scene of Caleb being swallowed whole by a serpent. The mere thought was enough to send shivers down her spine…

Trembling, she picked up a piece of bone, cradling it in her arms. She resembled a statue, speechless and petrified.

The realization that Caleb had died a gruesome death was more devastating than the news of his death. It felt like the world was crumbling around her, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

At that moment, Katharine was just like a lifeless doll on the verge of shattering, sitting motionless on the floor.

Eleanor watched as Katharine transitioned from pain to madness, and finally, to silence. Her heart ached at the sight. After a while, she walked over and crouched down in front of Katharine, gently stroking her hair.

“Ms. Spencer, you’re carrying Caleb’s child. You need to take care of yourself.”

As for Caleb, she would replace him.

Yes, unlike Katharine, who was both hopeful and fearful of Caleb’s fate, Eleanor firmly believed that they were both alive.

Compare to the devastated Katharine, Eleanor was like a ray of light in the darkness, burning brightly in the face of adversity, illuminating the path for others.

Katharine, under the glow of Eleanor’s light, slowly looked up with her numb eyes, staring blankly at Eleanor, “What’s the point of having a child without Caleb?”

“That child is a festament to your love. As long as you and the baby exist, Caleb will live on.”

Without Bernard’s protection, Eleanor had to grow up swiftly.

She helped Katharine up, guiding her back to the hospital bed. With a determined look in her eyes, she said, “For Caleb, for the baby, you must take care of yourself.” Katharine looked at Eleanor, her eyes dull and devoid of life, but she found a glimmer of solace and courage in Eleanor’s words.

“By staying alive, Caleb will live on forever?”

Eleanor nodded.

“Alright, I promise you. I’ll take care of myself.”

Having steadied Katharine, Eleanor left to fetch a doctor.

“Eleanor.” Katharine called out to her as she was about to exit.

“I’m sorry for slapping you. I didn’t know Caleb followed Bernard.”

Eleanor smiled at her, “It’s okay.”

Leaving these words behind, she quickly walked out of the room.

In the lobby, she asked for a prescription for sleeping pills.

In order to leave, she had to get rid of Bryson and Scott. The bodyguards were easy to deal with, but Bryson and Scott were not. Eleanor decided to ask for sleeping pills to put them to sleep.

After a while, the doctor returned with the results of her blood test. But instead of a prescription for sleeping pills, he handed her a different kind of news.

“You’re pregnant. You shouldn’t be taking sleeping pills.”

Stunned by the news, Eleanor could barely comprehend the doctor’s words, “I’m… pregnant?”

The doctor nodded, typing up a new prescription on the computer.

“You’re showing signs of a fragile pregnancy. I’m prescribing you some prenatal vitamins. You need to rest and take care of yourself.”

The doctor’s words resonated in Eleanor’s ears, pulling her back from the shock.

She should have seen it coming. She had missed her period for several months now, it was obvious that she was pregnant. But with all her worries and the chaos surrounding Bernard, she had completely neglected her own health.

Now, faced with the reality of her pregnancy, she didn’t know how to react. Whether to be happy or not seemed irrelevant.

She ran her hand over her stomach, struggling to accept that she was pregnant in such difficult circumstances. But this was the child she had longed for, and now that it was finally here, she should be overjoyed…

But Bernard was gone. She had no one to share her happiness with. How could she possibly be happy?

And now, what should she do?

Should she take the doctor’s advice and stay home to take care of herself and the baby, or should she search for the baby’s father?

Who could give her the answer?