No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 180

Eleanor's eyes glistened as she listened to her grandmother's choked sobs. She apologized softly, "Grandma, I'm sorry. It's true, we're in the middle of a divorce."

"Ellie, if you're being mistreated, just tell me. I'll set him straight for you. Don't go through with the divorce, sweetheart," Magdalen pleaded.

"Grandma, please don't try to talk me out of it. We've come this far already. Please take care of yourself. I promise I'll visit you often," Eleanor comforted her.

"Don't worry about a thing! Even if you two get divorced, I won't let Ian treat you unfairly," Magdalen insisted.

"Grandma, really, you don't need to worry about us younger folks," Eleanor gently replied.

Meanwhile, Frazier was still going over the division of assets. Even though both she and Ian had signed the divorce agreement, who knew how long the whole property settlement would drag on.

After hanging up, Eleanor thought of the bank card her grandmother had given her last time. She'd have to find a chance to return it.

That weekend, Joy invited Eleanor out for dinner, and Eleanor brought her daughter along.

They arrived at the restaurant and had just finished ordering by the window when two more people walked in.

It was Vanessa and Faye.

The sisters didn't share the same mother, but their features were strikingly similar. Their arrival instantly drew the attention of the men nearby.

"Mrs. Shannon," Evelyn was the first to spot Vanessa.

Vanessa still held a grudge against Evelyn, but in public, she kept up her warm persona.

"Evelyn, it's been so long! You've gotten even prettier," Vanessa greeted her with a smile.

Faye shot Eleanor a quick glance, then looked down and started scrolling through her phone.

Eleanor met Vanessa's gaze, her eyes full of irritation. Vanessa turned to Faye and said, "Faye, let's sit over there."

Joy made a face. "Why do we have to run into them everywhere?"

But with Evelyn there, Joy quickly changed the subject to something more cheerful.

"Not hard to figure out," Eleanor said, brushing her hair behind her ear.

"If she gives birth to a boy, the Goodwin family will probably spoil her rotten," Joy said through gritted teeth.

Eleanor's daughter had already been adored by the Goodwins, but if Vanessa had a son, he'd likely be even more favored.

After the divorce, Ian and Vanessa would be strangers to her. Whatever kind of life they led from now on was no concern of hers.

Summer was coming to an end. A week before school started, Eleanor got a call from Xavier.

"Mrs. Goodwin, I noticed your daughter's name isn't on the school roster. Did you transfer her to another school?"

Eleanor paused, then answered honestly, "Yes, I transferred her."

"Evelyn was Vivian's only real friend at school. Now that she knows your daughter isn't coming back, she's throwing a fit and refusing to go to school at all," Xavier said wearily on the other end.