A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1125

Chapter 1125 

Looking at the beautiful back against the light, Tyler thought Liana was afraid, so he tried to support his body and got up from the ground “Liana, turn around.” 

Hearing his voice, Liona couldn’t help but turn her head. She saw Tyler, who somehow had managed to put on a jacket, and he was wearing an easy smile. 

“You didn’t kill anybody, and I’ll be fine.” 

He struggled with his bloody body to stand in front of her 

“I’m a doctor. I know how to stop the bleeding.” 

He raised his hand, full of deep affection and reluctance, and gently touched Liana’s face. 

“Don’t be scared, just leave here.” 

Liana stared at him, dumbfounded for a few seconds before she made up her mind, turned around, took Will’s hand, and quickly left the room. 

The moment the door was pushed open, Liana, bathed in sunlight, could not feel any warmth. She gripped Will tightly and ran downstairs 

When Will left the mansion, he looked up at the penthouse and saw a man standing in front of the floor–to–ceiling window. He couldn’t see the man’s expression or know whether he would die All he felt was that the gates of hell would probably not open for Liana again. 

Watching the couple board the speedboat, Tyler wondered if Liana would look back at him. But she didn’t, not once. It turned out that when Liana said she didn’t love him anymore, she meant it. 

When he realized this, his body, which had been struggling to hold up, suddenly slid down the glass. 

His blood, bright red, stained his clothes, pants, and the carpet on the floor…. 

Tyler sat on the glass, raised his bloody fingers, and touched his chest broken by a bullet. 

Liana, my heart is broken and can’t be fixed. But you fooled me once, and I fooled you once, so we’re even. 

He lifted his bleak eyes to the light coming in from the window, only to find that the light had bypassed him and shone elsewhere. 

He wanted to crawl into the light, but he had no strength left. He could only stay in the darkness, watching his blood drain away drop by drop. 

At the moment he felt his life ebbing away, Tyler’s mind was filled with images of Liana. 

Liana was always behind him, no matter how much he disliked or got annoyed with her, she was always enthusiastically calling him, “Tyler…” 

When they were young, Liana, a tall and graceful girl, would hide in corners, under trees, in rooms, watching him from every corner of the Howell family estate. 

As she got older, Liana would also deceive him with lies, always whispering in his ear, Tyler, I love you…” 

Had Tyler ever felt love? 

Yes, he had. But it was a little late 

The images in his mind, bypassing a lifetime of darkness, gradually returned to Liana’s eighteenth birthday. He saw Liana, holding a love letter in her hand, walking up to him with a shy smile. 

“Tyler, I like you, can you be with me?” 

Tyler saw the young man leaning against the tree, his eyes full of dissatisfaction, glancing at the love letter in her hand. 

“We live in modern society, and you’re still writing traditional love letters?” 

At his words, Liana’s face turned even redder, even her ears were red 

“So, do you accept it or not?” 

The young man took the love letter from Liana’s hand, then stepped forward and embraced her. 

“I do.” 

The image suddenly stopped, and all Tyler could see was darkness. He was silent for a while, then he reached out his bloody hand and started to write on the ground.