No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 458

The words struck Serena like a hammer blow. She bit her lip, her voice trembling as she spoke. “Mrs. Vaughn, last time you told me yourself that I was the perfect fit to be your daughter-in-law—and that you’d never accept a divorcée marrying into the Vaughn family!”

Henrietta’s expression hardened. “Serena, I never said anything of the sort. You must be remembering it wrong.”

Serena’s composure began to crack. “Is it just me, or do you all think Eleanor is so wonderful? She clawed her way into marrying my brother back then, and now she’s trying to seduce Xavier—”

“Serena.” Gina’s voice snapped like a whip, silencing her. “That’s enough. Haven’t you embarrassed yourself enough already?”

Serena looked up, suddenly aware that everyone in the room was staring at her. Xavier’s face had darkened as well. Tears welled in her eyes and, unable to bear it any longer, she turned and fled from the living room.

“Serena, wait!” Mrs. Vaughn called after her, worry in her voice.

Gina let out a heavy sigh. “I’ll head out first, then.” She crouched down, speaking gently to her granddaughter. “Evelyn, Grandma has to leave early. Will you stay with your mom?”

“Okay, Grandma,” Evelyn replied obediently.

Out in the parking lot, Gina saw their car already running. Serena was in the back seat, dabbing furiously at her eyes.

Gina climbed in and told the driver, “Take us home.”

The driver had just started the engine when headlights swept across the driveway. He squinted through the windshield and recognized the vehicle immediately.

“That’s the young master’s car,” he announced.

Serena wiped her tears and looked up. Sure enough, it was her eldest brother’s car.

Gina felt a jolt of surprise. Why was her son here? Wasn’t he supposed to skip the party?

A blue Bentley pulled up behind Ian’s car, both vehicles coming to a stop side by side. Under the glow of the porch lights, Ian stepped out—tall, composed, and striking as ever.

The doors of the other car opened, and Henry and Vanessa emerged.

The moment Serena saw Vanessa, she pushed open the car door and hurried toward her.

Vanessa’s face softened as Serena approached. “Serena,” she called gently.

Serena’s jaw dropped in outrage, her sense of injustice only deepening.

Gina agreed—it wasn’t wise for her daughter to stay and risk another outburst. She spoke up, “Serena, come home with me. Your brother can stay here with Evelyn.”

Vanessa gave Gina a gentle nod. “Good night, Mrs. Goodwin,” she said softly. Then, to Serena, “You should go home for now. If you have more to say, talk to your brother tomorrow—he’ll understand.”

Serena ignored her mother and Ian, but she listened to Vanessa. She nodded, shot her brother an accusing glare, and slid back into the car.

Gina looked at Ian as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she just climbed in and told the driver to go.

Once the Goodwin family’s car pulled away, Henry coughed awkwardly. “So, uh—should we go in? We weren’t exactly invited to this birthday party.”

Ian straightened his cuffs, his face unreadable. “We’re here now.”

Vanessa’s lips curled into a small smile. The only reason they’d shown up tonight was because she’d told Ian about Serena’s meltdown. Ian hadn’t hesitated for a second; he simply grabbed his keys, and she’d made Henry come along.

Tonight, because of Eleanor, the unbreakable bond between the three families was about to snap.