A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1496

The news of Yates’ passing reached Eleanor as she was cradling the baby, Damian, and helping Nina with her homework. Nina was struggling, especially with math, much like Eleanor had at her age. Even the simplest questions was a challenge for Nina.

Fortunately, elementary level math was something Eleanor could handle. So, with patience, she guided Nina, while Damian, nestled in her arms, often couldn’t help but snort at Nina’s puzzled expressions.

At first, Nina thought little of Damian’s strange noises, assuming the baby was just being odd. It wasn’t until the fifth snort that she grew suspicious and turned her wide, inquisitive eyes to study Damian.

Damian, absentmindedly fiddling with a pen, felt Nina’s gaze and suddenly tilted his head, lifting his chin defiantly and glaring at her with his little nostrils, “Hmph!”

Now Nina was certain. She waved her chubby little hand in accusation towards the smug Damian, “Eleanor, Dame is taunting me!”

Eleanor, engrossed in flipping through the math textbook, didn’t look up. “How could that be? Dame’s just one year old; he probably doesn’t even know what is taunting…”

But Nina, stomping her foot in urgency, pointed at Damian, “Eleanor, look! He’s not just glaring with his nostrils; he’s laughing at me with his eyes…”

reverted to an innocent expression, even

change in demeanor. “Eleanor, your baby birthed is kinda

you’re just stressed from all the schoolwork. How about we go for a walk and clear

home and keep an eye on Dame, see if he will wet the bed at

she spoke, Damian cracked a silent but sinister smile, chilling Nina to the bone. “Aaah! Bernard, help! I don’t find your son cute at all anymore!” Panicked, Nina dashed toward the study, bumping into, Bernard. The collision sent her bouncing backward, but Bernard’s strong, slender hand gaught her by her collar, steadying her. She was about to complain when she caught sight of Bernard’s solemn face and wisely stepped aside.

Bernard walked past Nina, he ruffled her hair, a gesture that set Nina off

a distance, Damian watched Nina’s frantic spinning, his bright eyes

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say, “Idiot…”

at Pauline’s grave and

paused mid-motion while dressing the children, absorbing the shock,

his gaze landing softly on Damian, who was quietly playing with his pen. “Peterson said Yates felt

for a doctor to help me. Someone who could stabilize the chip in