A Second Chance At Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 913

Chapter 913 

When Eleanor heard the news that the bone marrow didn’t match, she was already taken aback. But she never expected Wendy to go as far as wanting her heart. Wasn’t that blatantly asking for her life? 

Luckily the marrow didn’t match, otherwise how could she be sitting here peacefully, watching the mother son duo, Wendy and Robin, squabble over the failed transplant? Seeing their argument was dying down, Eleanor said to Robin, “Since it’s got nothing to do with me, I’ll be on my way.” 

With that, she tried to get up and leave with Bernard, but he stayed put. 

He leaned back in his chair, his slender fingers tapping on his knee. His icy gaze swept coldly towards Wendy. 

“Trying to harm my wife, huh? You think I’m an easy target?” 

His words were cold and light, leaving Wendy frozen in place. The anger in her eyes, fuelled by perceived injustice, started to fade 

“Nothing matched, so what’s all this about bullying?” 

“What if it had?” 

If it had, she would have had Bernard sedated and brought Eleanor into the operating room immediately for the transplant. 

Being the eldest daughter of the Pine family and the lady of the Spencer family, surely her life was worth more than Eleanor’s, right? 

Wendy thought so, but outwardly she remained impassive. She delicately said, “If it had, I would’ve only asked her for a marrow donation…” 

“And the heart?” 

Eleanor interjected, asking Wendy. “You wouldn’t want me to give you my heart, would you?” 

Wendy’s inward sneer tightened its grip. She yearned to retort with chilling words, “In your dreams. I would claim your heart for myself. Yet, she composed herself and replied, “Of course not. I will find another suitable donor…” 

Eleanor remained unconvinced, her words cutting through the air like a sharp blade. If my sister were here today, I have no doubt you’d coerce her into donating marrow and then snatch her heart away” 

Eleanor’s blunt statement left Wendy’s countenance wearing a grim expression. In Bernard’s presence, she suppressed her rising anger. “I have seen your sister’s organ donation agreement. Could you enlighten me, who ultimately received her heart?” 

Having recently learned of Emilia’s demise, Wendy hadn’t had the opportunity to investigate the recipients of her organs, particularly her heart. The possibility of locating the recipient ignited a spark of hope within her, a potential leverage 

Eleanor shattered her fleeting fantasy “Her heart was donated to me. However, I’m sorry, I won’t let anyone possess my sister’s heart.” 

Wendy stood stunned, her gaze drifting to Eleanor’s chest. ‘Donated to you?” 

Her insidious intention didn’t escape Bernard’s notice. He saw right through her facade. “You’re advancing in years, with little purpose to live. Perhaps I should just end it for you? 

As he said this, Bernard drew out a gun from his waist and toyed with it, his cold eyes never leaving Wendy 

Seeing the gun, Wendy’s eyes widened in fear and she quickly retreated to the corner of the bed 

Robin, seeing his mother shivering in fright, quickly came to her defense. “Bernard, my mother simply asked who received Emilia’s heart. You didn’t have to pull a gun on 

her!”