Eleanor slid into the driver’s seat and pulled out her phone to send a message to Mansfield Ellington.
“Mr. Ellington, today’s your birthday, isn’t it?”
His reply came almost instantly.
“Miss Sutton, you actually remembered?”
She could practically hear the surprise—and unmistakable delight—in his words.
He’d only mentioned it once, in passing, during a call at the base not long ago. He’d still managed to have flowers and a gift sent to her that day, even with his busy schedule. Eleanor felt it was only right to return the kindness.
“I remember. Any special plans for today?”
“Miss Sutton, are you free for lunch or dinner?”
“I have to take care of my daughter this evening,” Eleanor answered honestly.
“Alright, then let’s keep it simple—lunch it is!”
She glanced at the clock—eleven o’clock. Quickly, Eleanor dialed Joy’s number.
“Hello?”
“If I need to buy a gift for a man, what would be appropriate?” Eleanor asked without preamble.
“Let me guess: Xavier? Or is this for Mansfield Ellington—or maybe Joel?” Joy rattled off the names of the three men in Eleanor’s life.
“It’s for Mansfield Ellington. It’s his birthday today. He gave me a gift last time, so I want to return the favor,” Eleanor explained.
“Well, you can’t go wrong with a wallet, a leather belt, or a tie,” Joy suggested.
Eleanor sighed. “Is there anything else? I want something a little different.”
“How about a pen? It’s practical, and you can get a nice one without it feeling too personal,” Joy offered.
As soon as he saw her, he stood and smiled. “You made it.”
“I’m sorry to keep you waiting.” Eleanor smiled back, drawing a beautifully wrapped box from her bag. “Happy birthday, Mr. Ellington.”
He blinked in surprise as he took the gift. “You went out of your way to get me something?”
“Yes, it’s just a small gesture,” she said, sitting down. “I was in a bit of a rush buying it, so I’ll send you the shop assistant’s WhatsApp in case you need anything.”
Mansfield laughed, a warm, genuine sound. “Mind if I open it now?”
“Not at all,” Eleanor replied, secretly hoping he’d like it.
He unwrapped the box, and when he saw the pen, his smile grew. “I love it. Thank you.”
He looked up at her, his tone sincere. “Honestly, you being here is the best gift I could ask for.”

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The readers' comments on the novel: No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor)
Without Vanessa to serve as an antagonist, it’s turned a reasonably story into dead wood. I just can't anymore. After, Vanessa's life went downhill it was the perfect time to wrap up the story....
I dont Understand why he keep Clingy on that Girl Vanessa, this couple has Lack of Trust and communication to each other, Lan Never explain the reason what was goin' on, if i were on Eleanor i will do the same.. your his wife yet people around him Doesnt even know that your the wife 😅😅 fuck that 6 yrs of marriage😆😆 he even the richest man he hire thousand people to look for that vanessa girl but he didnt do it 😆 even giving her a jewelry with Million dollar as a wife its hurt to see this, even when she Nearly drawn at the pool with that Girl vanessa, Lan Save Vanessa over his wife😆😆 That Guy is totally a REDFLAG😆...
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