No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1464

Eleanor hadn't expected him to be so candid. She looked at him for a few seconds. "What's done is done. The most important thing now is to solve the problem and make sure nothing like this happens again. Let the law handle Faye."

There was no point in assigning blame. Faye's resentment toward her ran deep. Even if Joel or someone else had fired her, Faye probably would have blamed Eleanor anyway.

With her family going bankrupt, her father in prison, and her mother blacklisted for defaulting on debts, her life had hit rock bottom. Anything could have triggered her breakdown.

"Alright. Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's eat," Ian said, picking up his utensils and serving her some food.

Eleanor was taken aback. "I can get it myself," she said softly.

"I'll have a nurse come to take care of Joel tonight. Around ten, I'll have Lanny take you home to rest," Ian told her. She looked exhausted.

Eleanor nodded. "Okay."

Eleanor didn't eat much of the main course, but she finished the entire dessert. Ian's expression remained neutral, but inwardly, he was very pleased.

After eight o'clock, Joel repeatedly urged Eleanor to go home and rest. Finally, at nine, she left.

Back home, Eleanor held her daughter, and a cold wave of delayed fear washed over her. If Joel hadn't blocked Faye's fork, it would have been aimed right at her heart.

Eleanor pulled her daughter into a tight hug. The little girl looked at her, confused. "Mommy, what's wrong?"

Eleanor breathed in her daughter's scent, steadying her nerves. She managed a smile. "Nothing, Mommy just missed you."

That night, Eleanor fell asleep holding her daughter, but she was jolted awake in the middle of the night by a nightmare. She gasped for breath, looking at her daughter beside her, and slowly calmed down, though sleep now eluded her.

She only managed to drift off again towards morning.

At eight o'clock, Eleanor's doorbell rang. Joslyn opened the door to find Ian stepping inside.

"Evelyn, I'll have Serena come pick you up in a bit. Let Mommy get some rest today, okay?" Ian said to his daughter.

Evelyn nodded obediently. "Okay!"

Serena Goodwin arrived at eight-thirty. Since Eleanor needed to go to the hospital to see Joel, she had no choice but to entrust her daughter to Serena's care.

Ian drove Eleanor to the hospital. Gwenda was already there and had brought Joel breakfast.

After a night's rest, Joel was looking much better. Despite being dedicated to his research, he always made time to work out, so he was in good physical condition.

"Mr. Goodwin, Eleanor, you're here," Gwenda greeted them with a smile.

"Gwenda, thank you for coming so early," Eleanor said gratefully, sitting by Joel's bed. "Joel, how are you feeling?"