A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 908

Chapter 908 

Elbert, tailing behind, however, was left high and dry 

He watched as the blinds were pulled down, a slight crease in his brow 

He could get why Robin wouldn’t let Bernard’s bodyguard in, but why was he also kept outside? 

Inside the room, Robin closed the door, hands in pockets, walked towards them, his gaze landing on Eleanor. 

“Eleanor, come with me 

Robin’s smile seemed harmless enough, but his eyes told a different story 

His ill intentions had Eleanor on edge, but Berard, taking her hand, comforted her. 

Though the undercover member from Siren Organization didn’t make it in, Bernard’s presence was reassuring enough. 

Eleanor’s heart began to steady Hand in hand with Bernard, she followed Robin through a series of white doors, till they reached the innermost hospital room. 

As Robin pushed open the door, Eleanor’s gaze fell on the woman lying on the hospital bed – Wendy Pine. 

She was past fifty, and the ravages of illness had erased her former beauty. 

She looked frail, pale and thin, the apparent signs of severe illness, but the determination in her sunken eyes told a story of survival. 

“Vanya…” 

Wendy was on oxygen. As soon as she saw Eleanor, her eyes widened 

“Are Are you here to take me?” 

Eleanor tilted her head Wendy seemed shocked and afraid of Vanya coming for her. Did she feel guilty about something? 

“Mother” 

Drawing near, Robin captured her hand, unraveling the truth with a gentle tone, “She isn’t Vanya. She’s Eleanor, Vanya’s daughter.” 

At the sound of her son’s voice, a ripple of recognition flickered across Wendy’s eyes, deftly veiling the tremors of shock that sparked within, replaced by a vacant stare. 

“So she’s her offspring. I thought she sought me out… 

Wendy’s voice trailed off, as her hand extended, which Robin swiftly clasped. 

With Robin’s aid, Wendy hoisted herself upright, prying open her fatigue–laden eyes to scan the duo standing sentinel at the door. 

First, she perused Eleanor, then her gaze traversed to Bernard, a furrow creasing her brow as she discerned the chill radiating from him. 

“Mr. Laurence, could you step out for a moment? I need to have a word with Eleanor…” 

She didn’t even share a sentimental word about their reunion and wanted Bernard to leave right away. That was a bit too hasty 

“He’s my husband. What can’t be said in front of him?” 

Eleanor quickly jumped to her husband’s defense before Bernard could say a word 

Wendy, rebuffed by the younger generation for the first time, looked slightly taken aback, but quickly regained her composure