No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1504

Looking at Eleanor's composed face, Gwenda suddenly realized that despite being the same age, Eleanor had endured so much more. She still remembered the Eleanor from their college days—pure, radiant, and seemingly untouched by life's storms.

The Eleanor of the past had loved with a fiery, unadulterated passion. But her divorce had left her covered in invisible scars.

Now, she approached marriage with a thick layer of rationality, constantly weighing the pros and cons to protect herself.

This version of Eleanor was stronger, yet it made Gwenda's heart ache.

If Ian truly loved her, a piece of paper wouldn't matter anyway. Eleanor lived a beautifully simple life, focused entirely on her career and her daughter. She didn't play games, and she didn't rely on anyone.

More importantly, she was a woman who never needed a marriage to validate her worth.

Even if she never remarried, Eleanor would thrive on her own.

After chatting a bit more about work, Gwenda headed out.

Eleanor returned to her desk to continue drafting her reports. Just then, Ian texted her. "I brought Evelyn to the office to hang out. Do you want to come over? We can grab dinner together."

Eleanor texted back, "Sure. I'll be there at five-thirty."

"Great, see you then."

That evening, they dined at a Chinese restaurant near Goodwin & Co. The two discussed a few details regarding Evelyn's upcoming school year. Sitting beside them, Evelyn was practically buzzing with excitement about starting school.

"Mommy, Dad said he'd take me somewhere to see fireflies before school starts! You have to come with us!" Evelyn suddenly remembered the promise her father had made that afternoon.

Eleanor paused and glanced at Ian. He looked up, met her gaze, and offered a gentle smile. "Evelyn has been wanting to experience the fun of catching fireflies again, so I decided to take her to an eco-resort for a little trip."

Eleanor looked down at her daughter. "If you want to go, we should go soon. You're starting school any day now."

"I know! Dad said he's taking me this weekend." Evelyn beamed at her father. "Right, Dad?"

"Wasn't it so much fun?"

"It was wonderful," Eleanor agreed with a laugh.

Ian looked at his daughter. "How about this time, we all catch fireflies together with Mommy?"

"Yeah! The three of us can catch them together!" Evelyn clapped her hands in delight.

Eleanor looked up, colliding with a pair of deep, smiling eyes. "I want to share those beautiful memories with the two of you as well."

Eleanor was momentarily speechless.

She lowered her eyelashes slightly, remaining silent.

Evelyn, completely oblivious to the shifting atmosphere between her parents, kept chattering away. Finally noticing that her dad wasn't even listening to her and was just staring fixedly at her mom, she swatted his arm. "Dad, are you even listening to me?"