A Second Chance at Forever ( Eleanor Shultz )
A Second Chance at Forever Chapter 1338

Chapter 1338

In the haze of her thoughts, Eleanor saw Bernard push her away, turning to sweep Sophie into his embrace.

She froze, then charged towards them, but Bernard merely glared at her with furrowed brows.

“We’re divorced, Eleanor. Why can’t you let go?”

Eleanor stood, disbelieving, gazing up at Bernard who towered over her, “We’re divorced?”

Bernard didn’t respond, only held Sophie closer, showing her tenderness.

After standing stunned for a while, Eleanor took a step forward. She wanted to separate them, but then saw Bernard lean down to kiss Sophie. At the moment their lips touched, Eleanor’s world shattered.

Reeling from the pain, she slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing the white ceiling, Eleanor realized she’d been having a nightmare, one where Bernard was kissing someone else.

Just as she was sighing in relief that it had only been a dream, she realized she was lying in a hospital bed. She slowly turned her gaze and a familiar face, handsome and aloof, suddenly came into view.

“You’re awake?” The man’s eyes lit up upon seeing her awake, twinkling like a sky full of stars.

Eleanor stared at him, momentarily dazed, before reaching out to touch his face.

It felt real.

He was alive.

Eleanor’s clear eyes welled up with tears, “Robin, you’re alive… Thank God…”

Dressed in a hospital gown just like her, Robin gave her a small smile, “What doesn’t kill you’makes you stronger, right? Need a hug?”

Looking at the man before her, Eleanor was transported back to the day he’d taken a bullet for her. His recklessness and the sight of his blood had filled her with guilt and gratitude.

She stared at him in silence for a moment before opening her arms.

Without a word, her actions spoke volumes, and the smile on Robin’s face grew deeper.

He pushed himself up from his wheelchair, leaning forward to scoop Eleanor into his embrace.

She had only intended for it to be a brief hug, a small comfort after their brush with death, but Robin held her tight, refusing to let go.

Robin resting his chin on her shoulder had a look in his eyes that wasn’t quite clear, almost fearful, “I thought you were dead when my father brought you in…”

She had been rushed into the ER, surrounded by doctors and nurses.

He, on the other hand, had been shot and was unable to help. All he could do was sit in his wheelchair, staring at the ER doors.

He had never felt so anxious or scared before, but the panic of that day had shaken him to his core.

Eleanor could feel Robin’s fear, and she raised a hand to gently pat his back.

“I thought you were dead after you were shot. But we’re both alive now. Don’t be scared.”

Her words of comfort seemed to work magic, slowly calming Robin’s frazzled nerves.

He was reluctant to let go, but knew that if he held on any longer, he would be crossing a line, and there would be no turning back.

Robin composed himself, let go of Eleanor and casually returning to his wheelchair.

“Are you feeling unwell? Let me know and I’ll have the doctor check.”

Eleanor shook her head, her hand instinctively moving to her stomach. She had survived a near-death experience, but had her child made it?

The thought of losing the child she had fought so hard to conceive was a heavy blow.

“Your baby is safe. I had the doctor make sure of that.” Robin knew how important the child was to Eleanor, and had done everything in his power to ensure its safety.

“Thanks to the person who rescued you, the baby was saved in time and there was no miscarriage.”

Eleanor looked up at Robin, and seeing the sincerity in his eyes, she finally believed that her baby was indeed safe.

Her hand on her stomach became more gentle, as if the presence of her child eased her pain.

She realized she had been somewhat selfish before, only thinking of replaceing Bernard, never considering her child.

But her baby had not caused her morning sickness, nor had it abandoned her. It had stayed with her through it all.

This obedient child was a blessing in Eleanor’s life, and she resolved to protect it in the days to come.

“Robin.” Her voice was soft and sweet, and when she said his name, it sent shivers down his spine.

Robin felt that if he got any closer to her, he’d be lost, but he would willingly let himself drown.

He stared at Eleanor’s pale face for a moment before nodding, “Yep, I’m here.”

Eleanor shifted to sit up in bed, looking at him, “Who saved you?”

“I don’t know, all I know is that the bullet missed its mark.”

After he was shot, he didn’t know who had taken him out of the Area Opaca. When he woke up, he was on a deserted island, and his father was with him.

His father had said that someone had informed him to come to the island to pick him up, but he didn’t know who that was.

After his surgery, he suspected that someone from the Area Opaca had helped him, which was why the bullet had missed and he had been saved.

Robin had a vague idea who it might be, but he needed to confirm himself once he was better.

“And how did your father replace me?”

Thinking of what Robin said about his father, Eleanor asked, “Did he happen to be on the island?”

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