No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 768

Henry arched a brow, understanding all too well the weight his friend carried. He had his own share of burdens, after all.

“If it really doesn’t work out, maybe one day you should just be upfront with Ian,” Henry encouraged, his tone earnest.

Xavier shook his head. “I can’t do that. It would interfere with Eleanor’s career, and I have to respect her choices.”

Henry caught the restraint in Xavier’s eyes and thought of Eleanor’s commanding presence on the podium earlier that day. Her achievements had shaped the woman she was now; Henry was certain Eleanor would never want to return to a traditional marriage or settle into the role of a housewife.

“If you meet someone good, you should at least give it a chance,” Henry added, unable to bear the thought of his closest friend waiting in vain.

Xavier let out a bitter laugh. “Why don’t you try that yourself before giving me advice?”

Henry was momentarily at a loss for words. The two of them fell into a heavy silence.

Meanwhile, on the top floor of the Vesper Joy Hotel, Gavin stood waiting by the elevator. “Mr. Goodwin, the press is ready for your one-on-one interview.”

Ian nodded, then reached into the breast pocket of his suit, pulling out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and slipping them on.

As the elevator doors slid open on the interview level, a barrage of camera flashes greeted him.

He adjusted his tie, a composed smile gracing his features behind the lenses, and strode toward the prepared interview area.

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