No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 243

As soon as she entered the living room, Joslyn stepped forward. “Sir, are you heading out?”

“I am. Joslyn, please look after Mrs. Goodwin and Evelyn while I’m gone.” With that, Ian strode toward the front gate.

Joslyn froze for a second—had he just called Eleanor “Mrs. Goodwin”? Weren’t they divorced? And there was something almost tender in the way he’d said it.

Upstairs, Eleanor retreated to her study, exhaustion washing over her as she closed her eyes. These days, the only person left in the world who could truly move her was her daughter.

Her parents were gone, and there were no close relatives left—just her and Evelyn against the world. Her daughter was everything.

The bond between mother and child was unbreakable; whatever pain Evelyn felt, Eleanor felt twice over.

At five o’clock, after waking from another nap, Evelyn burst into tears again, sobbing for her father. With no other way to console her, Eleanor bundled her up and took her to the nearby mall, hoping new toys might distract her.

For the next two days, Eleanor didn’t set foot in the lab. She stayed home, never leaving Evelyn’s side. Ian didn’t come by, either. Eleanor knew that the only person who could keep Ian so occupied—even away from his own daughter—was Vanessa.

But after two days of Eleanor’s constant care, Evelyn began to recover. Surrounded by her mother’s love, she started to find happiness again. When Evelyn’s mood finally stabilized, Eleanor gently broached the subject of the separation.

“Will Daddy still love me?” Evelyn’s big eyes brimmed with tears as she asked.

“Of course he will, sweetheart. You’re his daughter—he’ll love you all his life,” Eleanor replied softly.

Evelyn pouted, nodding with reluctant acceptance. She was trying to come to terms with her parents’ divorce, but her young heart was still wounded.

Eleanor hugged her close, silently vowing to become stronger for her daughter’s sake—to prove that a mother’s love could keep her safe and cherished, no matter what.

“Of course, of course,” Mrs. Brown said, nodding apologetically.

Eleanor climbed into her car and drove straight to the lab. She’d been working from home these past few days, staying in touch with Callie over video, so the project hadn’t fallen behind.

Pulling on her lab coat, she headed for the research wing. As she turned the corner, she ran into Faye.

A flash of triumph glittered in Faye’s eyes as she smiled. “Eleanor, did you see last night’s email?”

Eleanor had seen it. Simone had suddenly reassigned Faye to work alongside Joel, filling Eleanor’s previous role on the Meridian Dynamics partnership.

“Don’t think you’re the only one with talent—or connections,” Faye said, her eyes narrowing in satisfaction. “From now on, I have them too. My partnership with Joel? That was Mr. Goodwin’s idea.”