No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1374

Morning sunlight streamed through the hotel curtains, the shifting light rousing Eleanor. She had barely slept, her eyes red and swollen with dark circles underneath. Thinking of the conference session that day, she went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face.

She took a deep breath, her mind filled with images of her father bustling around the lab. He had been racing against time, aging a lifetime in just two short years, his vitality drained by the relentless pace. Ten years ago, research technology and AI were not as advanced, and her father had to rely on traditional experimental methods, performing repetitive data collection over and over.

Pushing forward, trial and error, starting from scratch again and again—

The mere thought of it brought silent tears streaming down her face. What on earth had he been researching?

That year, Gina Quinn's blood disease was only in its early stages, and Dr. Smith hadn't yet identified its hereditary nature. So, at the time, her father wouldn't have known about the genetic risk to his own daughter.

It was also impossible that her father was simply a tool for Ian's profit. The research wasn't a broad study of all leukemias; it was a focused, relentless exploration of one specific type: spontaneous-mutation hereditary leukemia.

Marilyn was currently the only known case of this rare disease in the country. A team at Ashford Medical University was still studying her family, running tests and tracking their health, and had waived all her treatment costs.

Eleanor couldn't understand her father's actions back then. Who could he have been trying to save that would make him throw himself so completely into this research?

She now understood why Ian had been so reluctant to show her the document. It was a complete record of the countdown to her father's death. For her, it was a brutal, devastating blow.

Eleanor wiped her tears away again and checked the time. She went to the closet, pulled out a suit, and changed, forcing herself to calm down and look presentable.

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