A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1499

From the moment Damian hit the terrible twos, Bernard found himself scheming like a cat burglar just to spend some alone time with Eleanor. His usual tactic was to lull the tyke to sleep and then whisk him away to dreamland. But like clockwork, it would take just one try before Damian would pop open his eyes and unleash his cries.

Craving the uninterrupted passion they once enjoyed, which often meant a good seven or eight rounds of unabashed romance, Bernard resorted to dropping the little brat off at Cedric’s place.

At first, Cedric didn’t mind playing the occasional babysitter. But after a while, he started to raise an eyebrow. Observing Bernard’s pattern, he realized Bernard’s libido was the reason behind these frequent visits. Damian was simply being offloaded for the sake of parental playtime.

Each time Bernard dropped off his son, Cedric found the perfect opportunity to rib him, though Bernard’s prepared. He’d plop Damian on the floor, spin on his heel, and exit without a backward glance.

However, this little boy found a way to deal with it.

Cedric would often recount how his two kids, couldn’t outwit or outfight Damian, who they dubbed ‘The Little Tyrant’. He drove them to tears daily with his mischief.

for Damian to plague the sibling duo, but Cedric

Eleanor asked, ever

telling her that Damian played the angel whenever Hailey was around. But the moment she stepped out, the boy became a terror, insisting that only Uncle Cedric should hold him. Sure, the kid was a mere tot, light as a feather, but try cradling that bundle of energy all day, and even the strong Cedric couldn’t

Cedric’s days were squandered in a whirlwind of childcare instead of his beloved tech research. His brain buzzed louder than a motherboard on overdrive. With no other choice, Cedric sabotaged Bernard’s love life and returned the little

well-behaved, a sentiment Hailey shared. But Cedric insisted the boy was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, barely able to lift his arms from exhaustion, he slumped

an eyebrow and laid a reassuring hand

enrolled Damian in preschool with the twins. The siblings were so terrified at the prospect of sharing

baffled by the commotion, couldn’t fathom why these children wanted to leave. After all, Damian, in his crisp little suit and tie, his dark hair neatly combed back, looked every bit

convinced of his good nature and encouraged the twins to bond with their cousin, even going so far as to put them together

fears. Unable to convince the adults, they huddled together under one blanket, peering out with wide eyes at Damian,