No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 813

He was right. If someone had shown him an ambiguous video claiming Vanessa was involved with another man, his first reaction would have been disbelief. Put in the same position, Xavier felt the same way about Eleanor.

"Xavier, I… I'm sorry," Henry stammered. "I let my emotions get the best of me."

Xavier shook his head. "Who sent you the video?"

Henry's lips tightened, and he remained silent.

Xavier seemed to understand. "Just be more careful next time. Things aren't always what they seem on the surface."

A sense of helplessness washed over Henry. He watched as Xavier looked like he was about to leave. "Xavier, where are you going?"

"To Kingston," Xavier replied, shrugging on his jacket and heading for the door.

He had to go. Whether Eleanor needed him or not, whether someone else was already by her side, now that he knew, he had to be there.

"Isn't Laura with her? She'll be fine," Henry called after him.

"I have to see for myself. I won't be able to relax until I know she's okay."

Henry could only nod in resignation. "Alright, then. Go. Be careful on the road." He paused, then added with sincere plea, "Xavier, what I said earlier… don't tell Eleanor."

Xavier glanced back and gave a slight nod before disappearing through the door.

Henry watched the elevator doors close, a mix of emotions churning inside him. Part of him hoped Xavier was right and that Eleanor was truly worthy of his devotion. Another part of him feared Xavier would only end up hurt.

But in the end, as a friend, all Henry could do was wish him well. He knew all too well the pain of unrequited love.

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It was Ian.

As they were seeing the doctor off, Eleanor took a step back and accidentally trod on Simone's niece's foot. She quickly lifted her foot but lost her balance and stumbled.

Thinking she was about to faint again, Mansfield reacted instantly, his hand shooting out to steady her arm, pulling her into his embrace. His strong arm wrapped securely around her waist.

Ian had just walked up in time to witness the scene—Eleanor leaning against Mansfield, who held her naturally, while she showed no resistance, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

Since everyone's attention was focused on the other end of the hall, no one noticed the two new arrivals until Gavin cleared his throat deliberately.

Everyone turned.

Faye gasped, and Laura's eyes darted to Eleanor.