No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1230

Ian turned to look at Xavier. "What about you? What are your plans?"

Xavier understood the true meaning behind Ian's question. He lowered his gaze slightly, a smile of acceptance on his lips. "For now, I'll focus on taking care of Vivian and managing the company. My personal life can wait."

Ian looked at Xavier deeply, his voice low and sincere. "About that incident two years ago, I never properly thanked you."

Xavier paused for a moment, then realized he was talking about Eleanor falling into the pool.

Ian's eyes shone with intense guilt and regret. "If you hadn't jumped in to save her immediately—"

"It was the right thing to do," Xavier replied softly. "Anyone would have done the same in that situation."

Under the moonlight, the two men's gazes met. Emotion tightened his throat for a moment. "I'll never forget that."

Xavier nodded gently. Some thanks didn't need to be spoken; some bonds were understood without words.

That night, when Ian had jumped in to save Vanessa, Xavier had been in the water to rescue Eleanor no more than three seconds later.

"Why didn't you save Eleanor first?" Xavier suddenly asked, still curious after all this time. There were plenty of people there that day; even if someone fell in, it wouldn't have been a fatal accident.

Ian could have easily chosen to save Eleanor and let someone else rescue Vanessa.

Ian lowered his eyes, his thoughts returning to that dinner party. Ten minutes before it happened, he had taken a phone call.

He looked up and sighed heavily. "Ten minutes before it happened, I had just learned that my mother's blood disease had a fifty percent chance of being passed down to Serena, and a thirty percent chance of being passed to Evelyn."

Ian's voice was heavy with suppressed emotion. "Vanessa was the only matching donor in the world at that time. In that moment, my instinct told me I had to protect her—"

The truth left Xavier speechless. He had never imagined that behind such a seemingly cold choice lay such a complex and heavy consideration.

"Have you explained this to Eleanor?" Xavier asked, his eyes narrowing.

Ian shook his head. "I haven't explained it to her in detail." He sighed softly. "Some choices come with a price."

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