A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1303

Eleanor and Robin had not consumed a single drop of food or water since the beginning of the game.

Even the most hardened of players would falter under these

conditions.

Eleanor was especially exhausted, but the uncertainty of Bernard’s survival kept her awake.

Robin, on the other hand, was desperate to use the bathroom. However, being handcuffed to Eleanor

meant that he could not go, so he had to endure it until he was curled up in discomfort.

As they both wrestled with their own discomfort, the control panel in Room 9 whirred to life again.

This time instead of a card slot, it dispensed two meals.

A simple dinner, complete with milk and beverages, and even bottled water, all for the players.

Robin coaxed a reluctant Eleanor to eat and drink. Afterward, he made a request. “Come with me to

the bathroom.”

Eleanor, having just downed her last glass of milk, glanced towards the bathroom and then back at him.

“Let’s go.”

In their current situation, there was no room for modesty. Survival and health were paramount.

Once inside the bathroom, Eleanor turned her back to Robin, closing her eyes and blocking her ears

with one hand.

Robin, previously desperate, found he couldn’t relieve himself. Torn between embarrassment and

discomfort, he chose the latter.

He led Eleanor out of the bathroom and threw himself onto the bed, covering his face with his hands.

“You can’t keep holding it in, there are still many rounds to go, you…”

“Enough talk, just sleep, I’ll feel better when I wake up.”

Despite not drinking a drop of water to avoid needing the bathroom again, it didn’t help Robin. He still

felt the urge.

By the early hours of the morning, he couldn’t take it anymore. He woke Eleanor from her sleep and, in

a state of frantic urgency, pulled her to the bathroom again.

When he emerged, he looked utterly forlorn. After all, who would want to do such a thing in front of

someone they liked?

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He dove under the covers, vowing to himself that he would never, ever let Eleanor know about his

feelings for her. Eleanor, however, was so drowsy she barely remembered any of this. She didn’t give a

second thought to Robin’s bathroom troubles.

But Robin did. He was so mortified that he didn’t dare to speak to Eleanor the next day. Eleanor,

thinking he was just being moody, left him be.

In the following rounds of Area Opaca’s game, which were held once a week, food and drinks would be

provided. The players were not neglected.

Eleanor wasn’t sure if they were under constant surveillance, but she took her medication and ate her

meals as she normally would, preserving her energy and strength.

Despite his own large appetite, Robin always made sure to leave the nutritious foods like milk and

carbs for Eleanor.

Eleanor knew he was looking out for her. Occasionally, when he struggled to use his left hand to pick

up food with fork, she would help him. At such times, Robin, would playfully ask Eleanor to feed him.

Ignoring him, Eleanor would simply eat all the food herself.

“How greedy.” Robin teased her, but instinctively pushed his plate towards her. “I’m full”

Eleanor eyed the plate of spaghetti, her eyes lighting up. “Well, I’ll help you finish it!”

She suspected that the baby growing inside her was a little foodie just like Nina. Otherwise, why would

she be so eager to eat even Robin’s food?

Watching Eleanor tuck into her food, a slow smile spread across Robin’s face. Perhaps… this wasn’t so

bad after all.

As their interaction became more harmonious, the second round of the game began. It was another

choice-based game, but this time, cards were drawn.

The Scarface Man chose the same room as them and at specific times, would give them the correct

answers. This time, they trusted him.

However, when Robin discreetly asked who had sent the Scarface Man to protect them, he would just

shake his head and signal Robin not to ask any further as it would bring trouble.

Under the protection of the Scarface Man, they managed to survive up to the seventh round. During

this period, each round of the life-or-death game was played once a week. They had spent almost a

month in the Area Opaca, witnessing many players lose their lives as a result of wrong choices.

For example, the second round involved amputation of the thigh, the third round, removal of the kidney,

the fourth, extraction of the heart, the fifth, being thrown into a vat of boiling oil, and the sixth, the

removal of tendons and bones.

Their prize money accumulated to several billions while other players suffered devastating

punishments at every stage. In the end, only the man who had his arm severed at the beginning of the

game, and they, remained.

After each round, Area Opaca would send the losing players back to their rooms with medication for

self-treatment.

It turned out that Area Opaca’s intention was to ensure that the bettors could continue to place their

bets. Eleanor and the others were unaware of this, they didn’t know Area Opaca would be so cruel.

The man who had lost his arm had survived till the seventh round by relying on these medications and

sheer luck. In this round, the scope of choice was not expanded, but reduced.