No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 449

“Xavier has someone he likes?” Gina frowned. But Mrs. Vaughn had told her that her son was currently single—no girlfriend in sight.

“So, Xavier’s fallen for which socialite’s daughter?” Gina couldn’t help but ask, curiosity getting the better of her.

A flash of hurt and anger passed through Serena’s eyes. “What socialite? It’s Eleanor. The person he likes is Eleanor.”

Even though Gina had seen Xavier and Eleanor leave together last time, hearing it straight from her daughter still left her completely stunned. “What? Xavier likes Eleanor?”

Serena buried her face in her hands and started to sob.

Gina quickly tried to comfort her. “Serena, don’t get upset just yet. Maybe it’s all just a misunderstanding.”

She found it hard to believe that Xavier would fall for Eleanor. After all, the two boys had grown up together, and Eleanor had once been her own son’s wife. How could Xavier possibly fall for his friend’s ex-wife?

“I wish it was just a misunderstanding, Mom, but the truth is Xavier doesn’t just like Eleanor—he’s fallen in love with her.”

“But Eleanor—” Gina wanted to say that the Vaughn family would never approve of this.

Serena, still sobbing, interrupted, “But Xavier doesn’t care about any of that. He’s willing to throw everything away for Eleanor.”

The more Serena spoke, the more miserable she became, her tears streaming down.

Gina was at a loss for words, not knowing how to comfort her daughter.

It was true—Eleanor had become outstanding, someone you couldn’t help but notice. If Xavier liked her, it was understandable. But Gina didn’t want her daughter to fall apart like this. Even without Xavier, there were other choices out there.

Suddenly, she remembered something her son had said the other day—Xavier wasn’t right for Serena.

Joel had arrived early and was now chatting with Simone. Eleanor hadn’t dressed up for the occasion—she planned to take the stage in her white coat, as always.

She was in the middle of her final preparations backstage when Gwenda suddenly burst into the lounge. “Eleanor! Guess who’s here today?”

Simone laughed. “Isn’t that obvious? Everyone I invited, of course.”

Gwenda grinned. “There are a few guests who aren’t from the medical field!”

“Oh?” Simone’s eyes lit up. “Who?”

“Seven members from the Goodwin & Co. board of directors are here. And—” Gwenda hesitated, glancing at Eleanor, “Eleanor, promise you won’t get upset when I tell you.”

Eleanor arched an eyebrow, already suspecting who it might be.