No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1212

Laverne's words did comfort Vanessa, but a knot of unease remained in her stomach. She knew Ian too well. He was such a proud man; if he didn't genuinely care, why would he lower himself to do small things like picking someone up from the airport or carrying their bags?

In all their ten years, she had only asked him to carry her bag once. She had been invited by Henry to a dinner party with wealthy socialites, and there were two other prominent couples in the private room. Wanting to break into the wives' circle, Vanessa orchestrated a chance encounter with Ian in the parking lot. Before entering the room, she asked him to hold her bag so she could put up her hair.

After Ian took her purse, she pretended to fix her hair but never took it back. She waited until they walked into the private room together, making sure the other two wives saw Ian carrying her bag for her.

Sure enough, that night, both wives cozied up to her, opening doors to new connections.

What Vanessa didn't know was that Eleanor had also been at that restaurant that night and had seen Ian carrying her bag.

It was true that a woman with a broken heart would find it hard to love the same man again. But if that man was Ian, and if he was willing to put in the effort and swallow his pride to pursue her again—not to mention they had a daughter connecting them.

And Evelyn Goodwin was, without a doubt, the child Vanessa despised most in the world.

Her thoughts drifted to the first time she met Evelyn. The girl must have been about a year and eight months old. Vanessa had managed to get an invitation to the Goodwin family villa in Drexford, hoping to present a gentle and approachable side of herself to the family.

But Evelyn was like a little shadow, practically attached to Ian's hip. The cold, distant demeanor Ian showed to outsiders melted away when he looked at his daughter; the affection and gentleness in his eyes could practically overflow.

He held her while she ate, patiently feeding her. At the slightest whimper, he would immediately scoop her into his arms to comfort her.

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