No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1396

Evelyn climbed into bed after her bath, obediently looking at a picture book as she waited for her mother to come and read to her.

After her own bath, Eleanor got into bed and held her daughter in her arms. She opened the picture book and noticed Evelyn's vocabulary had grown even more. "Has someone been teaching you to read lately?" she asked, curious.

"It was Auntie. She makes time to teach me every day, and I've been studying really hard!" Evelyn answered honestly.

Eleanor's heart warmed, and she kissed her daughter's head. "That's wonderful, sweetie."

The mother and daughter lay in bed, and Evelyn recounted the events of the past few days before she gradually grew sleepy and drifted off, using Eleanor's arm as a pillow.

Eleanor, however, wasn't tired. She gently slipped her arm out and went to the French windows, her mind replaying everything that had happened on her trip abroad.

Her father's reasons for getting the bedside records, Ian's confession, their conversation on the beach—

She had seen his changes, his honesty, his efforts, and his respect.

A tangle of thoughts and emotions weighed on her chest, and she finally started to feel drowsy. She lifted the covers and got back into bed. Her daughter immediately snuggled closer, seeking her warmth. Eleanor looked down at her daughter's adorable sleeping face, smiled, and kissed her before closing her eyes.

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The next morning, Ian came by. He was taking their daughter to the office for the day, and Eleanor knew he was doing it to give her time to go to the lab.

Evelyn was excited to go to the office, so she left with her father.

When Eleanor arrived at the lab, she found that the equipment upgrade, which had been going on for a while, was nearly complete.

"Eleanor, you're here," Gwenda said, spotting her in the lobby while carrying a stack of documents.

Eleanor greeted her. "I just got back. Thought I'd come in and see how things are going."

Eleanor fell silent.

Simone quickly added apologetically, "Ellie, don't blame Ian. He's done so much for your research. When we were tracking Marilyn's case, he came to my office personally and asked me to pay close attention to her recovery. Everything he did, he did for you."

Eleanor pressed her lips together. "I know."

"I figured it out later. He invested in leukemia research, and even though it was a massive financial drain, he had written blank check after blank check without a single regret. I think that was also because of you." Simone had considered it before; Ian had so many other projects he could have invested in, but he chose this one. It wasn't to make money, but to find an effective treatment to save a future Eleanor.

He had pushed Eleanor to speed up her progress and personally oversaw every step of the project. She remembered it was Ian who had requested she monitor Marilyn, waiving all her medical fees to save her. In a way, everything he did was for personal reasons.

Marilyn was the only patient in the country with the exact same condition as Eleanor's mother, and the only living subject for the research.

"Eleanor, I really hope you can sit down and have a proper talk with Ian. He has truly done so much for you behind the scenes," Simone said with a sigh.