Tomorrow was the final day of the conference. Eleanor took a shower. In the quiet of the night, memories played through her mind like a slideshow.
Many things she couldn't understand back then were crystal clear now. When she had confessed her feelings to Ian, she had only intended to tell him she loved him, not to pressure him into an immediate marriage. But Ian had insisted.
She remembered going to her father like a child who had done something wrong. She had summoned all her courage to tell him, expecting a stern lecture. She knew how high his expectations for her were, how much he wanted her to be like him.
But after listening, her father was silent for a moment before simply telling her to think it through, that he wouldn't interfere with her decisions.
She told her father she had made up her mind. Three months later, she and Ian had a grand wedding. Gina hadn't been pleased with her as a daughter-in-law; it was Grandma Magdalen Goodwin who had arranged everything.
Eleanor understood Gina's perspective. After all, what kind of future could a girl who dropped out of school to marry her son possibly have? All parents want the best for their children.
Gina's later favoritism toward Vanessa was an aftereffect of her dissatisfaction with their marriage.
On her wedding day, her father had asked her if she would regret it. Eleanor remembered her happy reply, that she would have no regrets.
Later, her father spoke to her privately, urging her not to give up on medicine even after getting married. With her extraordinary talent and perseverance, the married Eleanor managed to complete her university studies independently. And whenever Ian went abroad, which was every six months, she would join York Windsor's lab, becoming an outstanding researcher and a member of the confidential Neural Interface Project Team.
Thinking back, her father's words—*don't give up on medicine even after you're married*—weren't just about his personal hopes for her, but a part of a much larger plan.
Perhaps her father had wanted her to become strong, to master cutting-edge medical knowledge, so she could ultimately save herself.
And she had done it.
Now, of course, Eleanor knew the real reason for those trips: Dr. Smith was screening the Goodwin family for the hereditary disorder, and Gina wanted to see her granddaughter. Ian had found excuses to keep her at home while Vanessa was at Drexford.
Eleanor had been considerate enough not to go abroad and make things awkward. On the days Ian and their daughter were away, she would go to the Montclair lab, returning just before they came back.
Wait a minute.
A thought suddenly struck Eleanor.
Ian had once accused her of having an affair with Joel Kingsley. At the time, Joel was at Montclair. Had he truly suspected something between them?
The thought made her heart sink, and a complex wave of emotions washed over her.

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The readers' comments on the novel: No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor)
Without Vanessa to serve as an antagonist, it’s turned a reasonably story into dead wood. I just can't anymore. After, Vanessa's life went downhill it was the perfect time to wrap up the story....
I dont Understand why he keep Clingy on that Girl Vanessa, this couple has Lack of Trust and communication to each other, Lan Never explain the reason what was goin' on, if i were on Eleanor i will do the same.. your his wife yet people around him Doesnt even know that your the wife 😅😅 fuck that 6 yrs of marriage😆😆 he even the richest man he hire thousand people to look for that vanessa girl but he didnt do it 😆 even giving her a jewelry with Million dollar as a wife its hurt to see this, even when she Nearly drawn at the pool with that Girl vanessa, Lan Save Vanessa over his wife😆😆 That Guy is totally a REDFLAG😆...
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