No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1390

"I'll be very busy once I'm back home. If you're going to tell me, you should do it tonight. I might not have time later," Eleanor added suddenly.

Ian was taken aback for a few seconds.

Right. He was looking at a major figure in the medical world. Her time was going to be incredibly valuable from now on.

He nodded. "Alright. We can talk back in your room."

Eleanor's eyes flickered. "Let's take a walk on the beach first."

Ian let out a low laugh. "Is that all the trust you have in me?"

Eleanor smiled, too, looking out the window at the sea. "You're the one who thinks that. I certainly don't."

Ian's smile deepened, and he dropped the subject. "Fine, whatever you say. A walk on the beach first."

After dinner, it was only around seven-thirty. The private beach was even more quiet and serene. They walked along the long shoreline.

"Where do you want to start?" Eleanor turned to look at him. Since he was going to talk, she would listen properly.

"Let's start from when I first met you," Ian began slowly. "Did you know? That summer, because of our meetings in the hospital library, my studies were a complete mess."

Eleanor couldn't help but feel a little flustered. That summer, she hadn't absorbed a single thing from the books her father had assigned her either. Her face grew warm.

"If you weren't reading, what were you looking at?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"At you, and the pleasant time I spent just sitting there with you."

"But we never said a word to each other," Eleanor recalled.

"I wanted to, but I was afraid of scaring you off," Ian admitted.

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