Summary of Chapter 1197 – A pivotal chapter in No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) by Harper Laine
The chapter Chapter 1197 is one of the most intense moments in No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor), written by Harper Laine. With signature elements of the Romance genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
Clearly, he was going to walk them upstairs.
Behind them, Serena let out a sigh of relief. Eleanor's acceptance of her gift was a good sign.
When Eleanor and Evelyn reached their door, Ian stopped a few steps away. He watched the mother, daughter, and Princess go inside before turning to leave.
Evelyn loved unwrapping presents and couldn't wait to see her mom's new bag.
Eleanor opened the box. Inside was a designer handbag. It was a classic style that suited her well.
"Wow, this bag is so pretty!" Evelyn exclaimed.
Eleanor didn't lack money, but she did lack time for shopping. That's why she always bought high-end, durable items. The bag she currently carried was two or three years old, but she hadn't replaced it. Sometimes, something familiar and comfortable couldn't be replaced by something new.
A week later.
Eleanor had just arrived at the lab when she received an international package. Opening it, she found a notification that her patent application had received preliminary approval.
Ian was certainly efficient. He had filed the patent application on the very day her paper was published.
Just then, a text message pinged on her phone. "I'll handle the rest of the patent process."
Eleanor replied, "Thank you."
Eleanor changed into her lab coat and headed toward the lab. As she walked down a hallway, she heard Ryan on the phone. Not wanting to disturb him, she lightened her steps as she passed by.
Mansfield—is he in trouble?
And from the looks of it, it was serious—so serious that they had to keep it a secret from her. Ryan knew, but she had been kept completely in the dark.
"Eleanor—" Ryan was in a difficult position.
Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes. She spun around and practically ran to her office, grabbing her bag and heading straight for the elevator.
If Ryan wouldn't tell her, she knew someone who would. And that person had to tell her.
Because he was the one who had brought her onto this project in the first place. He had to know everything.

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