A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1172
Aidyn was going all out for revenge, and Eleanor, having lost a good friend, hadn’t been able to sleep for a month straight...
Every time she woke from a dream at midnight, she saw Liana’s bright face. Serious, laughing, crying, all so vivid, like it’s being
deeply imprinted in her mind..
People often say, after someone dies, our memories and image of them gradually blur, until we completely forget..
Eleanor didn’t want to forget Liana. She looked at Liana’s photos every day, constantly having that dream, over and over again,
until her mood became extremely depressed and she ended up sick, collapsed in bed..
Bernard felt heartbroken He stared at her pale face, sitting by her sick bed.
“Honey, what am I gonna do if you’re sick?”
He needed to go fight a battle, but how could he leave Eleanor like this? His eyes were full of worry
“Don’t sweat it Eleanor whispered.
Bernard tenderly caressed Eleanor’s fatigued face. “How could I not be concerned when you’re in such a state?”
In that moment, Eleanor felt a deep connection to Liana’s emotions. If anything ever happened to Bernard, she would be
devastated...
She lifted her hand to softly touch Bernard’s tired features. Im sorry for causing you such worry...
Bernard responded with a gentle shake of his head, releasing her hand to pick up the bowl of soup.
“Bryson made some soup, you want some?”
Eleanor propped herself up and took the soup he offered. “Mr. Keith wants to give me an IV, have him come this afternoon.”
Seeing Eleanor’s newfound resolve, Bernard’s face lit up with a subtle smile. “Rest now I’ve got everything else under control.”
Eleanor nodded in agreement, dutifully finishing her soup before lying down with Bernard watching over her.

For Bernard to truly find peace, Eleanor needed to step out from Liana’s shadow. She grasped that Liana’s untimely passing was
a reminder to cherish life and not to be consumed by grief.
Possibly trying to honor Liana’s final wishes, Eleanor began taking the medication prescribed by Mr. Keith. She often thought,
had they started a family earlier, Liana could have been the child’s godmother....
While Eleanor was committed to her healing, Hailey was seeking solace at the bottom of a bottle. Drinking only intensified her
pain, leading her to often black out in nightclubs.
In her inebriated state, Hailey would frequently dial Liana’s number, waiting in vain for an answer and questioning why Liana
wouldn’t pick up..
Cedric Laurence, watching from the side, saw her nonstop tapping on her phone screen. He couldn’t help but step forward and
snatch the phone from her.
“Liana’s gone, calling her won’t make anyone pick up.”
His empathy was worse than Bernard’s, and he wasn’t close to Liana, so his words came across as cold.
A drunk Hailey didn’t want to hear that. She managed to stand and tried to snatch the phone back, but being shorter than Cedric,
she failed several times and ended up stumbling into his arms.
She was drunk, but Cedric was sober. As he was about to help Hailey like a gentleman, she suddenly jumped up and snatched
the phone back.
In a haze of alcohol–fueled anger, Hailey swung her arm and slapped Cedric across the face before snatching her phone from
him. The sharp sting of the slap instantly furrowed Cedric’s brow
“Hailey Vulpe!” he exclaimed.
Yet, Hailey seemed unaware that she’d even slapped him. Retrieving her phone, she sank to the ground, huddled in a corner.
Frustratedly, she fiddled with the device, pressing its screen with increasing force, muttering resentfully, “Whose damned phone
is this? I can’t even unlock it. Stupid phone, stupid phone...
Watching her struggle, Cedric’s anger softened. He touched his still–smarting cheek, approached Hailey, and gently assisted her
in unlocking the device

Hailey was stunned as he easily unlocked the phone, then gave him a smile, “Thanks man.”
Seeing Hailey like this, Cedric had a thought. He grabbed Hailey’s wrist and pulled her into his arms, “A thanks isn’t enough, you
need to prove it.”