No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1478

Ian drove while Eleanor gave directions. It only took about a ten-minute drive to reach the restaurant.

The midday sun was intense. Eleanor got out of the car, raising a hand to block the direct glare. Just then, another hand hovered over her head, shielding her.

Eleanor looked up. Ian smiled, his face looking exceptionally handsome against the backlight. "Let's go."

Eleanor walked into the courtyard of the private bistro. It was quite crowded today, but thankfully, there were still two empty tables left.

Several of the patrons were actually her colleagues from the lab. The tables that had been full of laughter and chatter suddenly fell eerily quiet the moment the two of them walked in.

Eleanor could feel the appraising stares from the other tables. After all, Ian was incredibly recognizable.

After they sat down, she noticed that the people who had just been talking loudly were now whispering amongst themselves.

Once Eleanor ordered, Ian added two more dishes. He smoothly poured tea for Eleanor, who had just received a few messages and was looking at her phone. The surrounding lab colleagues took in the entire scene, making their whispered gossip even more animated.

Eleanor was focused on replying to some experimental data Callie had sent. It wasn't until Ian gently nudged the teacup closer to her hand that she glanced up, thanked him, and went back to typing.

Ian didn't mind. His gaze rested on Eleanor's brows, which furrowed from time to time. When Eleanor finished handling her work texts, she picked up her cup and took a sip. Aware of the stares around them, she tried to look as natural as possible as she asked the man across from her, "How did Evelyn do today?"

"The kid was thrilled. The instructor said she's very talented and brave."

At the mention of her daughter, Eleanor's expression softened unconsciously. "She definitely is brave."

Ian took out his phone. He had taken some photos and videos, but instead of sending them to Eleanor, he simply handed his phone to her.

Eleanor paused for a second before taking it. On the screen, Evelyn was dressed in full riding gear, wearing a little helmet, and sitting on her pony, smiling brightly.

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