No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1506

Silence settled over the room once he left. Eleanor let out a soft sigh, crouched back down, and continued hanging the rest of her clothes in the closet.

Down in the garden, Evelyn and Serena were blowing bubbles on the lawn. Ian walked over carrying a ball. The expansive stretch of grass was perfect for parents to play with their children.

Hearing her daughter's bright laughter, Eleanor stepped out onto the balcony, leaning against the railing to watch Evelyn's adorable antics.

Ian was kicking the ball around with Evelyn. The scene of the two of them getting along so harmoniously was a beautiful sight.

From the second-floor balcony of their own villa, Magdalen and Gina enjoyed the breeze and the view, watching the father and daughter below with fond smiles.

Dinner was served at the estate's restaurant. The large windows looked out over a meticulously landscaped water feature, and the food was exquisite. The atmosphere was light and joyous.

After dinner, the family strolled back to their villas. The estate took on a magical, antique charm under the moonlight, illuminated by glowing lanterns and serenaded by chirping insects.

As they walked, Evelyn suddenly spotted a tiny firefly hovering over the grass. She sprinted toward it excitedly. "Dad! There really are fireflies here!"

But there were only one or two flickering in the grass, and they quickly vanished. Evelyn rubbed her nose in disappointment. "Where did they go?"

Ian crouched down and affectionately ruffled her hair. "Fireflies don't usually hang around this spot for long. Tomorrow night, we'll go to the native meadows behind the estate. There are tons of them there."

"Can we go tonight?"

"It's too late tonight, and everyone is tired. Let's get some rest and go tomorrow, okay?" Ian reasoned with his daughter patiently.

Being a sensible girl, Evelyn nodded her little head. "Okay, fine!"

As they reached the villas, Magdalen called out a reminder. "Everyone get to bed early! We have a full day of fun tomorrow."

"Goodnight, Ian. Goodnight, Ellie," Serena waved, leading her mother and grandmother into their villa.

Eleanor took a deep breath of the crisp air. The mountain breeze carried a refreshing chill that completely swept away the summer heat. The sky was blanketed in stars, vastly brighter and clearer than back in the city.

Suddenly, something lightly brushed against Eleanor's hand. She looked down to see Ian's hand quietly covering hers.

His palm was warm and dry. With a force that was impossibly gentle yet allowed no room for refusal, he fully enveloped her left hand in his.

Eleanor's body gave an imperceptible flinch. Her instinct was to pull away.

But the man tightened his grip.

Eleanor turned her head to look at him. He was already gazing back at her intently, his deep eyes shimmering with a captivating light.

"Eleanor," he murmured. "Just let me hold it for a moment."