No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 437

At Goodwin Manor, Gina sat on the couch playing with her granddaughter while the kitchen staff prepared a few of Evelyn’s favorite dishes. Upstairs, Ian was busy in his study, working through a stack of paperwork.

Serena had gone out to dinner with friends, leaving Magdalen happily watching her great-granddaughter. The little girl was growing prettier by the day.

Dinner was served promptly at half past six.

Ian came down from the second floor in his loungewear. He joined his daughter on the sofa, took her by the hand, and led her to the dining table. Gently, he tied a bib around her neck.

“Evelyn, I heard you and your mom visited the base today. Was it fun?” Magdalen asked, her curiosity piqued.

Evelyn’s wide eyes sparkled as she replied, “It was amazing! Mr. Ellington caught loads of fireflies for me, and he even let me sit inside a real tank!”

Gina paused, soup ladle in midair. “Mr. Ellington? Which Mr. Ellington is this?”

Ian answered coolly, “Someone Eleanor works with.”

Evelyn piped up, her voice full of admiration, “Mr. Ellington is really handsome and super cool.”

A shadow flickered in Ian’s eyes, but he quickly recovered, placing a piece of chicken into his daughter’s bowl. In a gentle voice, he said, “Evelyn, let’s eat, sweetheart.”

Evelyn looked up at him, “Daddy, can I eat with my hands?”

Ian nodded, and Gina gave her son a thoughtful look before asking cautiously, “So, does Eleanor have someone new in her life?”

Ian’s expression remained impassive. “Mom, that’s her private business.”

Magdalen watched her grandson with open curiosity. Considering how remarkable Eleanor had become, it was hardly surprising if she had new admirers. The thought made her glare at Ian with a hint of exasperation.

Gina decided to drop the subject for now. There was one question she’d long wanted to ask her son: Why had he transferred those eight companies into Eleanor’s name after they separated? But she held her tongue.

After dinner, Gina took Evelyn for a stroll in the garden. Evelyn gazed up at the clouded night sky. “Grandma, why can’t we see any stars at our house?”

“Oh? Where did you see stars?”

“At Mr. Ellington’s place! There were so, so many.”

“Mr. Ellington’s place?” Gina echoed in surprise.

“Yeah! Mr. Ellington says the whole base is his,” Evelyn replied innocently.

Gina was taken aback—what kind of big shot would claim an entire base as his own? No wonder, she thought, remembering how Eleanor had refused the idea of getting back together with Ian. Eleanor was clearly moving in circles with some very important people. Gina sighed inwardly. Any hope of her son reconciling with Eleanor seemed fainter than ever.

That evening, Eleanor and Joy had dinner together and browsed through a mall before heading home separately.

Only then did the dog trot back through the gate. Eleanor closed it firmly, shutting Ian out for the night.

Later, Eleanor sat on the bed with Evelyn, reading her a bedtime story.

“And so, the Little Prince decided to leave his planet and explore the universe,” Eleanor said softly.

Evelyn rubbed her eyes and drifted to sleep in her mother’s arms. Eleanor pressed a gentle kiss to her daughter’s forehead. Nights like these were peaceful—quiet, and full of comfort.

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Morning arrived.

After dropping Evelyn off at school, Eleanor headed straight to the new research facility. Several projects from Ashford Medical University had been relocated there, including her own.

The place had officially opened after the ribbon-cutting ceremony a few days earlier.

As Eleanor stepped out of the elevator, she ran into Gwenda, who greeted her with delight. “Eleanor! You’re finally back!”

Eleanor paused, then smiled. “Yes, I’m here from today on. This will be my new base of operations.”