No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 850

Seeing Eleanor's still-pale face, Joel felt a surge of worry. "Eleanor," he said, his tone gentle but firm, "you can't just push through things like this. What just happened really scared me. I think you should go to the hospital for a check-up, just for peace of mind."

She considered his words and nodded. "You're right. I'll schedule a full physical when I have time." In her mind, she attributed it to the lack of sleep and the extreme stress of the argument. For now, she would keep the secret about her daughter's potential condition to herself. Evelyn was only at risk; she wasn't sick. She would protect that secret until she found a cure.

"Let's call it a night for work, then," Joel said, gathering the documents from the table, not wanting to add to her stress.

"Leave me a copy of those parameters," Eleanor insisted. "I'll look at them later."

"We can discuss them at the lab tomorrow," Joel said, his tone leaving no room for argument. He knew she was a workaholic and would sacrifice rest if she had a task hanging over her.

Eleanor finally relented.

Just then, Joslyn announced that dinner was ready, and Evelyn came skipping out onto the balcony to call them. "Mommy, Mr. Kingsley, it's time to eat!"

"Okay, we're coming!" Joel replied with a smile.

After dinner, Eleanor sat alone on the balcony. The city was glowing with decorations; New Year's Eve was only three days away. She decided she would find a time tomorrow to return Gina's medical report. Just then, an email notification pinged on her phone. It was from Ian, containing their daughter's genetic test data.

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