Chapter 1497

Eleanor had been sleeping with Damian every night. Her heart ached at the thought of letting go, but she was aware that she couldn’t overlook Bernard’s needs. So with a gentle nod, she agreed, “Alright, after I bathe him tonight, I’ll let Nina tuck him in.”

Bernard’s thick eyebrows lifted in a pleased arch. He reached out to stroke his son’s cheek, but Damian turned away, clung to Eleanor, and buried himself in her embrace, denying his father even a touch.

Bernard’s hand paused mid-air, a moment of stiffness, then playfully swatted at Damian’s little bottom. The boy squirmed in protest, clearly resisting.

Bernard saw right through his son’s ploy, amused that Damian, so young, could understand his intent. But understanding was one thing; the boy couldn’t even talk yet, let alone compete for Eleanor’s attention.

After dinner, Eleanor carried Damian to the bath. With a nanny in the house, she felt guilty for being out of commission for so long and wanted to make it up to her baby, insisting on doing these things herself.

With Bernard’s help, she bathed Damian, then wrapped him in a soft towel, drying his little head with another.

She couldn’t resist kissing the top of his head. “Honey, look at our little Dame He’s so adorable, I can’t bear

table. “Darling,

lie down in the bedroom. I’ll come and massage it for you after

over, scooped up Damian in

a firm hand on his shoulder, wriggled in vain. Arms weren’t a match for legs, and soon Bernard carried him off to Nina’s

down, found himself trapped in a tight hug around his neck.

eager to return to his wife. Without waiting for Eleanor to get settled, he scooped her up and placed her

at him kneeling beside

leaned in for a passionate kiss. “Darling, we should use

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