No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1476

He hadn't drunk much tonight; he only remembered having two glasses of red wine.

But no matter what he was saying, Eleanor didn't want to respond right now. She frowned and said, "It's late. You should go back."

Eleanor opened the door.

Princess suddenly rushed out, happily prancing around their feet.

Ian reached out and rubbed the dog's head. He looked up at Eleanor and said, "I'll take Princess downstairs with me."

Eleanor was momentarily speechless. But seeing how Princess seemed to understand, cheekily circling him, she just gave a hum of agreement.

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Early the next morning.

Eleanor went to visit Joel. He was recovering well from his injuries, and his mental state was back to normal. His assistant had even brought work to his hospital room.

Eleanor wanted to persuade him to rest, but she knew Joel's attitude toward work—he always strove for perfection. If he just rested, he would only end up worrying about work anyway.

Eleanor washed some fruit for him and chatted with him about work for a bit before Joel urged her to head back to her own job. He didn't want to hold her up.

In the afternoon, Eleanor went into the lab.

Under the microscope, the sight within the cell culture dish jolted her tense nerves.

Holding her breath, she carefully adjusted the focus, switching between several marked fields of view.

"I found it. I found it," Eleanor's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

When Eleanor walked through the door at nine-thirty, Joslyn told her that Evelyn was downstairs playing at Ian's place.

Eleanor dropped her bag and went straight downstairs. She rang the doorbell. Ian was dressed in comfortable loungewear, and Evelyn was on the rug playing a spelling game.

"Mommy, you're back!" Evelyn ran over happily. Eleanor hugged her, kissing the top of her head before looking up at Ian with gratitude.

"Did you find something?" Ian asked curiously.

Eleanor didn't hide it from him. She nodded. "Yes, we made a breakthrough. I might be—really busy from here on out."

Eleanor suddenly looked down and stroked her daughter's hair, a flash of guilt appearing in her eyes.

Ian noticed this and said to the little girl, "Evelyn, go play over there for a bit. I need to talk to your mom."