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.

kissing the top of his head.

table. “Darling, my knee’s been acting up. You’ll have to spend some time massaging

around, concern etched on her face. “Then you should lie down in the bedroom. I’ll come and massage

Damian in his arms,

in vain.

found himself trapped in a tight hug around his neck. But the old trick of clinging on only worked so well; if his father wanted to hold him, then he’d

to his wife. Without waiting for Eleanor to get settled, he scooped her up and placed her on the bed. “Darling, tonight, I need more than just a

at him kneeling beside her. “Can your knee handle this?”

leaned in for a passionate kiss.

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