No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 341

With Xavier’s arm steadying her waist, Eleanor barely managed to stand upright. She rubbed her temples, fighting off a wave of dizziness.

When she finally looked up, her eyes met Ian’s intense, searching gaze.

For a moment, the hallway seemed to freeze.

Vanessa broke the silence first, her voice tinged with feigned surprise. “Eleanor, what’s going on here?”

Her eyes flicked pointedly to Xavier’s hand still resting at Eleanor’s waist.

Eleanor subtly stepped out of Xavier’s embrace, her tone calm. “It’s nothing—just a little low blood sugar.”

Ian’s gaze lingered on Eleanor’s face, noticing she looked even paler than usual.

Sensing the shift in atmosphere, Xavier quickly added, “Miss Sutton just rushed over. She might have overexerted herself.”

Ian’s eyes didn’t leave Eleanor, his brow creasing with concern. “You don’t look well. Maybe you should go home and get some rest?”

Vanessa’s eyes widened in surprise—was Ian actually showing concern for Eleanor?

“I’m fine,” Eleanor replied, avoiding his gaze. She turned to Xavier instead. “How is Mrs. Grayson?”

A shadow crossed Xavier’s face, and he sighed. “The doctor said… it’ll probably be today.”

Eleanor nodded, forcing herself to pull it together. “Let’s go in and see her.”

Just as they were about to enter the room, Vanessa stepped forward. “Ian, aren’t we here to see Mrs. Grayson too? Let’s go in together!”

Ian’s voice was low and firm. “Let’s wait out here for now.”

Eleanor bit her lip, tears spilling over. Someone with no blood ties to her was leaving her such a generous legacy at the end of her life—Eleanor was overwhelmed.

Seeing Eleanor in tears, Xavier’s chest tightened. He pulled a tissue from the box and handed it to her.

Juliette said a few more words, her voice growing fainter. After a moment, she seemed to catch the sound of voices outside the door and asked, “Is someone else here?”

“Ian and Henry just arrived.”

“How thoughtful of them. Please, let them come in,” Juliette said softly.

A few moments later, Ian, Vanessa, and Henry entered the room. Juliette managed a faint smile, her voice barely audible. “Thank you for coming to say goodbye…”

As she finished, her eyes lost focus, and a sudden, violent cough shook her frail body.