No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1182

On the morning of the fourth day, Eleanor went home. Evelyn was at school, and Joslyn had made her a nourishing soup to help her recover.

Although Eleanor was physically at home, her mind was on the lab. She sat on the living room sofa, her laptop a permanent fixture, while Princess, her bandages now removed, rested nearby with a scab forming over her wound.

From now on, Joslyn would walk the dog in the community's courtyard downstairs instead of taking her to the public garden.

At five in the afternoon, Serena brought Evelyn home. Carrying her little backpack, Evelyn skipped into the house like a little ray of sunshine.

"Mommy, you're back!" Evelyn said as she ran over.

Eleanor was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, so Evelyn didn't notice her mother's injury.

Serena spoke up, "Evelyn, tell Mommy who you want to sleep with tonight."

"Mommy, can I still sleep with Auntie?" Evelyn pleaded, thinking that with Eleanor home, she wouldn't be allowed to anymore.

Eleanor knew Serena was being considerate of her injury. She nodded. "Yes, of course you can."

"Yay! Auntie, we can sleep together again!" Evelyn exclaimed, happily shaking her head.

Joslyn cooked a delicious dinner. Afterward, Serena helped Evelyn practice her guitar. The little one was picking it up quickly, and Serena decided she should perform at the next preschool show.

Eleanor sat on the sofa working, listening to her daughter's guitar music with a pleasant feeling in her heart.

Later, while Evelyn was playing by herself in her room, Serena came out for a glass of water. Seeing Eleanor still at her computer, she leaned over curiously, but the data on the screen was so complex it gave her a headache. She looked at Eleanor with admiration. "Ellie, you're amazing."

She then remembered how she used to mock Eleanor for reading novels, and her face flushed with heat.

"Serena, thank you for all your hard work," Eleanor said, closing her laptop and looking at her gratefully.

Eleanor blinked. She really had no interest in dredging up old grievances. She shook her head. "I don't."

"But I do. I remember one time I took Evelyn to the mall for dinner. My brother was there, and so was Vanessa. I saw you there too, with your friends. I have to explain what happened that day."

Eleanor paused, a faint memory stirring.

"That day, my brother was planning to treat me and Evelyn to dinner. I was the one who told Vanessa about it and insisted she come along. My brother had no idea she would be there; I forced her on him."

Eleanor listened quietly, recalling the scene at the mall entrance: Ian holding Evelyn and walking ahead, with Serena and Vanessa arm-in-arm behind them, looking like a happy family.

Indeed, that image had stung her deeply at the time, strengthening her resolve to get a divorce.

"Evelyn really liked Vanessa back then, so my brother didn't say anything to avoid upsetting her."