No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1222

A shadow crossed Ian's eyes. His long fingers typed a reply. "Okay, leave it to me. Make sure you get some rest. Don't overwork yourself."

Eleanor didn't write back. Ian put his phone away and walked over to Henry, who was talking with guests, and clapped him on the shoulder.

Henry turned to him. In a steady voice, Ian relayed Eleanor's message. "She asked me to congratulate you and Miss Quigley. She couldn't make it in person."

Henry smiled in understanding. "It's fine. Her research is too important to be delayed. We can get together after she's done with this busy period."

Ian nodded. "I'll let her know."

Just then, another group of guests arrived from the elevator bank. Ian and Henry instinctively looked up and saw Walden Wells walking in with a stunningly dressed Vanessa on his arm.

Vanessa's crimson sequined mermaid gown was indeed eye-catching under the lights. She held tightly to Walden Wells's arm, but her expression froze for a few seconds when she saw the two men greeting guests at the entrance.

She hadn't expected to run into Ian and Henry right away.

These two men, who had once held such important places in her life, were now standing side by side.

One was cool and distinguished, the other handsome and beaming with joy. Her heart clenched painfully in her chest.

Although neither man would ever belong to her again, the bitterness she had forcefully suppressed began to bubble up uncontrollably.

Vanessa took a deep breath, maintaining an elegant and appropriate smile as she pushed her roiling emotions back down. She couldn't lose her composure, especially not in front of Ian and Henry.

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