No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1388

The next morning, Eleanor received a text from Ian: [Mr. Dewitt is out of town on business, not in Montclair. The flight back has been changed to tomorrow. We can take another day off today.]

Eleanor was a bit surprised, but considering Mr. Dewitt's status, he was surely a busy man. Getting dinner with him would require an appointment well in advance.

She replied: [Okay, thank you.]

[Let's get breakfast together. I'm at your door.]

Eleanor was about to head down for breakfast anyway. She opened the door, and Ian was indeed in the hallway.

She had changed into comfortable, casual clothes. With no makeup and her long hair tied in a low ponytail, she looked more fresh and relaxed than she had the night before.

Ian's eyes met hers, lingering on her face. "Did you sleep well?"

She had been drinking last night, and he was worried she might have a hangover.

"Fine," Eleanor nodded. The alcohol had actually helped her sleep better.

During breakfast, Ian brought up the day's plans. "Would you like to go out? There are a few good museums and art galleries nearby. Or, we could go to the beach. It's not far from here."

Eleanor thought for a moment. After several days of intense conferences, she was still quite tired. "Let's go to the beach," she said. She loved the vastness of the ocean.

"Alright. After we check out, I'll arrange for a car. We can stay at a hotel by the sea tonight," Ian said with a smile in his eyes.

After breakfast, they set off. About half an hour later, a stretch of azure coastline appeared before them. The beach wasn't crowded; it was a relatively private area.

After checking into the hotel, Eleanor went down to the beach. The sun was perfect, the sky a brilliant, cloudless blue that met the sea on the horizon. Eleanor kicked off her shoes and walked barefoot on the soft sand, feeling the cool touch of the water. A smile spread across her face involuntarily.

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