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No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1481

Another colleague sighed. "You're the technical backbone of our team. It's such a pity! If you go home now, who knows when you'll be able to return to the workforce?"

"Who knows? Sometimes I wonder why women always have to choose between family and career. The most unfair part is that it's always the woman's career that gets sacrificed."

"Exactly. It's as if a woman's career is naturally supposed to make way for her family and kids. Why isn't it the men quitting their jobs to look after the children? If only my husband were willing to stay home with the kids... I really don't want to give up my career."

"Being a woman is so hard! Trying to balance family and a career is nearly impossible."

Eleanor Sutton stood around the corner, her feelings suddenly complicated. Ian Goodwin had been helping out a lot lately, especially when it came to taking care of their daughter.

She had been so busy with her experiments recently that she rarely thought about this issue. Subconsciously, she had just assumed it was his natural duty as a father.

But now, hearing the helpless conversation between her two female colleagues in the breakroom, she realized that what Ian was doing went far beyond his basic responsibilities.

His understanding, support, and willingness to share the burden shouldn't be taken for granted.

If Ian hadn't been quietly taking care of Evelyn behind the scenes, she wouldn't be able to pursue her career with such peace of mind. She might have been forced into making that agonizing choice between her child and her job too.

By the time Eleanor finally stepped into the breakroom, the two women had already left. She poured herself a cup of coffee and headed back to the lab.

At nine o'clock that evening, Eleanor returned home. Joslyn had prepared some hot soup for her. Ian was also there, keeping Evelyn company. Joslyn was secretly thrilled—tonight, she had cooked dinner for both Ian and Evelyn.

It seemed that once they moved to the manor, she would need to start preparing meals for all three of them every day!

Eleanor sank onto the sofa, looking exhausted. From staring at screens and microscopes all day, her eyes were slightly bloodshot.

"Put in some eye drops before you go to sleep," Ian said, looking at her.

"But Mommy doesn't have any eye drops!" Evelyn chimed in.

"I'll go buy some now," Ian replied.

"You don't have to," Eleanor quickly said.

But Ian was already up and heading for the door. There was a pharmacy right outside the residential complex, so it wasn't a far walk.

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