No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 161

Joslyn glanced at the man of the house as he stepped in behind her, then quietly closed the door, careful not to make a sound.

It seemed the tension between Mr. and Mrs. Carter was brewing once again.

After her shower, Eleanor replayed the near-miss with the speeding car in her head—a brush with disaster that left her shaken. She made a silent vow: no more impulsive decisions like that.

Still, Ian's behavior tonight had truly infuriated her.

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In the early hours of the morning, Xavier drove to Metropolitan General Hospital. Juliette had been admitted again, sidelined by her chronic illness.

When Xavier entered her private room, Juliette had just finished a bowl of nourishing soup the housekeeper had fed her. She looked pale and exhausted, the years and the burdens of managing her affairs alone weighing visibly on her.

Watching her nephew approach, Juliette's heart ached. She once had a son too, but his reckless love of extreme sports had claimed his life in the ocean; not even his body was ever found.

They spoke for a few minutes, catching up. Juliette sighed, "I was hoping Eleanor would join my research team, but she never showed up."

Xavier's eyes flickered. "She probably has her own plans."

"I heard she just graduated early, aced every exam—she's a rare medical genius." The more Juliette spoke, the more regret tinged her words. Losing such talent to another institution felt like a missed opportunity.

Xavier's lips curled into a faint smile. "She really is exceptional."

Juliette turned her attention back to him. "And what about Miss Chase, the woman I introduced you to last time? Any thoughts about settling down?"

Xavier's expression froze for a moment. "Aunt Juliette, I'm not thinking about marriage right now."

She tutted, shaking her head. "You're not getting any younger, you know. How are you not worried? My future business depends on you!"

Xavier chuckled softly. "I just haven't met the right person."

At dinner the night before, Ian had mentioned a trip to a countryside farm just outside the city—a chance for Evelyn to get some fresh air. Eleanor hadn't taken her daughter on an outing like this in ages, so she readily agreed.

It was a two-hour drive from home. When they arrived at the farm and stepped out of the car, Eleanor immediately noticed a familiar Bentley parked nearby.

It looked like Xavier's.

Inside the farm, hand in hand with Evelyn, Eleanor spotted Xavier in the garden, helping Vivian feed the small animals.

"Vivian!" Evelyn called out, delighted.

Eleanor paused in surprise. Ian hadn't told her he'd invited friends along.

She greeted Xavier politely, then grabbed a box of lettuce for Evelyn to feed the rabbits. The farm had been reserved for their group today, and soon after, Henry arrived with his younger sister and her daughter. As Eleanor glanced up, she caught sight of a striking, elegant woman following close behind Henry.

Vanessa had come as well.