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No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1477

Evelyn nodded obediently and walked away. Ian poured Eleanor a glass of water. She was feeling thirsty, so she took it. "Thanks."

Ian's gaze settled on her. "Eleanor, scientific research is an incredible, noble pursuit. Don't feel guilty just because you can't always be there with your daughter. She might not fully understand it right now, but as she grows up, she'll realize just how amazing her mother's work is."

Eleanor froze for a moment. She hadn't expected Ian to see right through her emotions, but his words truly comforted her.

"Sooner or later, she's going to be so proud of you. You'll be a precious role model for her as she grows," Ian continued.

Eleanor was stunned again. Ian's words were filled with encouragement and strength, offering her a profound sense of support.

She had always tried hard to find a balance between her career and her role as a mother. Sometimes, when work consumed too much of her time, she felt inadequate in being there for her daughter, and the guilt would follow.

Looking at her daughter in the living room, Eleanor's eyes grew slightly red. She turned to him and said, "Thank you."

That sentence really made her feel much better. At the same time, she was grateful for his understanding and support regarding her career, as well as his care and sense of responsibility toward their daughter.

"If there's ever anything I can help with, just say the word," Ian said in a deep voice.

"Alright." Eleanor didn't stand on ceremony. If she ever needed the resources of Goodwin Technology, she would ask him.

"Focus on your work for now," Ian told her. "Leave Evelyn's schooling to me. I'll also have someone keep a close eye on the house renovations so we can move in before September first."

Eleanor tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. For a moment, she didn't know what to say to him. She wanted to say thank you, but she had already said it too many times.

"Let's get dinner together sometime," Eleanor finally replied.

"How about tomorrow for lunch? Right across from your lab. If you're too busy, eating at the cafeteria with you works too," Ian suggested eagerly.

Eleanor paused. She had merely been expressing a polite intention; she hadn't expected him to take her up on it so quickly.

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