No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1455

Finally, his gaze fell on the bouquet Eleanor was holding, and he seemed to find some comfort in it.

"You rarely used to follow celebrities," Ian said, looking down at her.

Eleanor was taken aback. It was true. In the past, her life had been almost entirely consumed by him and their daughter; she had no time or energy for celebrities.

"People change," Eleanor replied. "I didn't have the time or the inclination back then."

Ian felt a sharp pang in his heart. He remembered how, whenever business photos of him from financial forums were released, female netizens would leave comments. One night, he had come home to Eleanor wrapping her arms around his neck, her eyes sparkling as she sized him up. "My husband is so handsome, more handsome than any movie star."

Back then, her eyes and heart were full of him, and she was never shy with her admiration and love.

So now, watching her openly admire another man right in front of him, a heavy, suffocating weight settled in his chest, leaving him feeling helpless.

Just then, a heavyset girl squeezed through the crowd. Eleanor stepped back to make way for her, but the sand was uneven, and she stumbled.

A steady arm wrapped firmly around her waist, supporting her.

"Tired?" Ian's voice came, low and deep.

Eleanor glanced at her watch. It was already nine o'clock. Thinking that her daughter still needed a bath, she said to him, "Let's go back. Evelyn needs to take a bath."

"Okay." Ian's mood suddenly lifted.

It seemed the singer on stage hadn't been captivating enough to make her want to stay and watch any longer.

They found Evelyn and Serena and the group headed for the shuttle stop. Evelyn, too tired to walk, was carried on Ian's back, waving a glow stick in delight.

After a fifteen-minute ride, they were back at their private villa.

Eleanor returned to her room, bouquet in hand, and called for Evelyn to take her bath.

That night, Eleanor slept soundly and deeply. The vacation was truly relaxing.

The next two days were spent playing on the beach, with Evelyn enjoying collecting seashells. In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and their departure was approaching.

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