No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 781

“Just got here,” Xavier Vaughn said.

Eleanor Sutton tucked her phone back into her purse, stepped out of the car, and joined him beneath a row of sycamore trees. A sharp chill swept through the air. She was wearing a light trench coat and instinctively wrapped her arms around herself. Xavier glanced at her with concern. “Next time, you should bring a warmer coat.”

He was dressed in a suit—not exactly thick, but he seemed unfazed by the cold.

“I’ll remember that next time,” Eleanor replied with a small smile, the tip of her elegant nose tinged red from the cold.

“Why don’t you wait in the car? I’ll go get Evelyn,” Xavier suggested, wanting her to stay warm.

Eleanor shook her head. “It’s fine—I’ll survive a few minutes out here.”

Xavier could only look at her helplessly, silently hoping the school gates would open soon so they could collect Evelyn and get going.

It wasn’t long before the gates swung open. Xavier and Eleanor entered the school, and soon they walked out hand-in-hand with Evelyn Goodwin. Suddenly, Evelyn clutched Eleanor’s hand and pleaded, “Mom, can I go to Mr. Vaughn’s house? I really want to see the kitten Vivian just got.”

Eleanor hesitated, glancing at Xavier with a smile. “You really bought one?”

“Yesterday,” Xavier confirmed. “A British Shorthair.”

“Please, Mom, I want to see it! Vivian said it’s so cute,” Evelyn begged, her longing obvious.

“Why don’t you both come over for dinner tonight?” Xavier offered.

Evelyn’s wide eyes sparkled with anticipation, making her look just like a little kitten herself. Eleanor knew that if she said no, her daughter would probably burst into tears right then and there.

“Ms. Sutton, please! Let Evelyn come see my kitten!” Vivian chimed in, her big eyes pleading.

Faced with two pairs of hopeful eyes, Eleanor couldn’t bring herself to refuse. She glanced at Xavier and relented, “Well, thank you for having us.”

Evelyn bounced with excitement. “Yay!”

“Mom, can I ride with Mr. Vaughn?” Evelyn asked eagerly.

Since Eleanor had already agreed to dinner at Xavier’s, she nodded. The two girls climbed into Xavier’s car, while Eleanor followed behind in hers as they drove back to Cloudcrest Manor.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Vaughn had just received a call from her son, telling her that Eleanor would be coming for dinner. She responded at once, “Alright, I’ll head back to the old house for the night. You stay home and have dinner with Eleanor.”

“Mom, is that really necessary?” Xavier chuckled.

“Of course it is! With me around, you young people would just feel awkward. You’ll have a much better time without a parent hovering.”

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