No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1371

That was the first time she had ever seen Ian.

She had looked up and seen the most handsome young man she had ever laid eyes on.

In that moment, her heart had skipped a beat. His appearance had completely stolen her innocent heart.

Later, when she saw him again in her father's office, she learned that the patient her father had been busy treating for the past six months was Ian's father.

After that, she continued studying in the hospital's library corner. One day, Ian showed up with a book and sat down next to her. Sometimes, they would just sit there in silence for an entire afternoon.

That year, Eleanor Sutton's studies progressed slowly. She fell behind on the work her father assigned her and even earned a scolding from him.

Eleanor knew it was because Ian was distracting her. On those afternoons in the library corner when he was there, she couldn't focus on anything at all.

That summer, her heart was in a constant state of flutter. The way Ian looked at her, the way she met his gaze—they didn't need words. A single glance was enough to make Eleanor's heart pound for hours.

So, after he fell into a coma, Eleanor, already deeply in love with him, was willing to give up her studies just to wake him up.

Eleanor sat on a bench on the campus abroad, the evening breeze toying with her hair. Memories played out in her mind like a movie, frame by frame, filled with both beautiful moments and indelible pain.

But thinking about it now, the sharp ache in her heart seemed to have faded, leaving only a faint sense of wistfulness.

Just then, her phone vibrated. It was a message from Joy Thatcher. [Are you in Montclair yet? Have you adjusted to the time difference?]

Eleanor replied, [I'm here. Just taking a walk on the Montclair University campus. The conference starts tomorrow.]

[Well, enjoy the academic exchange. And while you're at it, see if you can find a cute guy to hit on,] Joy teased.

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