Chapter 1177

Grace replied, "It's happening tomorrow. If you have the time, just come over to witness Cliff's meltdown. He got a haircut today, and everyone on the whole floor knows that Oliver's precious son is a crybaby." Cliff, having been cuddled and fussed over for some time, looked as if he was about to cry again. Oliver intervened, taking Cliff into his arms and thus relieving him from the family's affectionate, yet perhaps overwhelming attention. It was getting late, so they chatted for a bit and then retired for the night. Oliver still had some of Cliff's hair clippings stuck to him, and Cliff, not having worn a cape, was also uncomfortable from the hair clippings. However, this time, when it was bath time, Cliff was entirely resistant, bursting into tears the moment he was placed in the water. He was like a little snotty-nosed child, crying and fussing incessantly. However, the moment he was lifted from the tub and held in someone's arms, his crying ceased. Oliver decided to shower