A Second Chance at Forever ( Eleanor Shultz )

Chapter 1461 

Bernard’stood quietly at the doorway, his heart aching as he saw Eleanor cry her eyes out. Torn between the love for his wife and his unborn child, he felt the unbearable weight of an impossible choice. 

But as a man, it was his duty to shoulder such burdens, no matter how heavy. All he could wish for was that after this agonizing decision, his Eleanor would be safe. Without her, life held little meaning, 

Eleanor clutched a tiny onesie, lying in the nursery, tears streaming down her face as she drifted into a fitful sleep. Bernard sat beside her, staring at her silhouette throughout the night, unable to find rest. 

During the preparation for the caesarean section, Eleanor was silent, resting against the hospital bed with one hand on her belly and the other gripping the baby’s onesie. She seemed like a porcelain doll without a soul-fragile and about to shatter at the slightest touch. 

Bernard’s heart nearly broke watching her. He’d hug her, kiss her, caress her, trying to awaken the spark of life within her, but she remained unresponsive… 

It wasn’t until the day of the surgery that she finally grabbed Bernard’s hand, pleading with a fragile voice, “Darling, I want to take the 10% chance for our baby. Please, let me have this child. I beg you…” 

Looking into her earnest eyes, Bernard felt his resolve weaken but knew he had to be firm. He gently held her wrist and, with weary red eyes, whispered, “Eleanor, I can’t take that gamble.” 

His words shattered the last glimmer of hope in her eyes, leaving her deflated and devoid of strength to reach for the skies. 

She slowly let go of Bernard’s hand, resigned to her fate, changed into the surgical gown, and lay on the operating table, allowing the doctors to wheel her into the operating room. 

Just as the door was about to close, Bernard grasped Eleanor’s hand tightly in his palm, and with his other hand, tenderly caressed her cheek. “Eleanor, don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to you.” 

The love and reluctance in his eyes slowly warmed Eleanor’s heart. She nodded faintly, “I know, with you here, I’ll be safe.” 

Bernard forced a pale smile and leaned down to kiss her forehead. “I’ll be waiting for you 

to come out.” 

Eleanor murmured an acknowledgment, her lips parting as if to speak, but words failed her. She could only smile and push Bernard’s hand away. As their fingers parted, the doctors pushed her into the surgery room… 

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Outside the door, Bernard stood under the white lights, his tall figure wrapped in a dark coat, looking distinguished and handsome. But as the door closed, he was slowly removed from her sight. He stood still for a moment before turning and heading to the dressing room next to the operating theater. 

Dr. Amelia had just donned her sterile surgical attire and was on her way to the operating room when she encountered Bernard. 

Without waiting for her to speak, Bernard said coldly, “I’ve brought in the top experts to assist you. If she doesn’t make it, I’ll hold you accountable.” 

Dr. Amelia felt the pressure intensify at Mr. Laurence’s words, “Mr. Laurence, the risks during surgery are unpredictable. We’ll do our best, but…” 

The imposing man cut her off abruptly, “Don’t give me ‘buts’. What I need is for her to survive. If you can’t ensure that, what good are you?!” 

Dr. Amelia paled under Bernard’s intimidating gaze but managed to muster a promise, “We will save your wife!” 

Satisfied, Bernard softened his glare slightly and demanded, “Get me a sterile suit. I’m staying with her in the OR.” 

He was determined not to let Eleanor face the surgery alone. He’d be there, holding her hand, giving her strength, until she was safely through… 

Dr. Amelia was taken aback by Mr. Laurence’s insistence on entering the OR, feeling the pressure mounting. “Mr. Laurence, having family present can complicate things for the 

medical team…” 

Her words were cut short by the intensity of his gaze. Without further discussion, she quickly arranged for a sterile suit to be brought to him. 

As Bernard got ready, Eleanor lay on the operating table inside, staring at the cold overhead lights. She felt a wave of fear, gripping the side of the table with one hand and her belly with the other. 

At that moment, the baby inside her moved, kicking her belly with a tiny foot and flailing its little hands as if saying, “Mommy, don’t give up on me…” 

Eleanor’s heart tipped the scales towards her child, and she sat up uncontrollably on the operating table. Without even putting on her shoes, she ran out of the operating room barefoot… 

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