No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1488

She sat back down. The servers had begun bringing out dessert, placing a small bowl of mango pomelo sago in front of each person. It looked quite appetizing.

Ian didn't touch his; instead, he gently slid it over in front of Eleanor. "You can have mine," he said in a low, slightly pleading voice.

Eleanor looked at him for a moment before picking up her spoon and taking a bite. A sudden thought popped into her mind.

Had she been a bit too harsh on him just now?

After all, he was one of the guests of honor at today's celebration and the CEO of Goodwin Biotech. And when it came down to it, his subtle mood swings were probably just because—

Eleanor stopped herself from dwelling on it. She picked up her spoon and polished off her own dessert in a few bites.

Then, she pulled Ian's bowl closer and started eating that, too.

Ian watched her, the gloomy shadow in his eyes seeming to dissipate, and the corners of his lips curved up ever so slightly.

As the meal went on, some of the male colleagues started toasting each other. Naturally, some saw this as the perfect opportunity to network with Ian, mustering the courage to walk over and raise a glass to him.

Joel, on the other hand, was spared by his coworkers after someone pointed out that he shouldn't be drinking while recovering from his injury.

Ian, however, acted entirely out of character. He clinked glasses with several senior executives and core technicians, downing his drinks one after another.

"Mr. Goodwin, you really know how to hold your liquor!"

Ian merely gave a faint nod and reached up to loosen his tie. A thin mist seemed to cloud his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses, replacing his usual sharp restraint with a hint of... indulgence.

Eleanor watched from the sidelines. At first, she thought Ian was just mingling with the staff, but in the blink of an eye, he had already downed four or five glasses of beer. He never used to drink much beer because it always upset his stomach.

Why wasn't he pacing himself now?

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