No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1271

"Grandma, I want some fruit." Evelyn broke the delicate atmosphere, tugging on Gina's hand with a sweet, childish voice.

"Of course. How about some cherries?"

"Okay."

Magdalen, standing to the side, took it all in. During the time Gina had been home recovering, she had decided not to hide the truth from the old woman any longer. She told her everything about the illness and that Vanessa was the donor.

Magdalen was consumed by guilt. Part of her resented her grandson for keeping the entire family in the dark, and another part hated Vanessa for her scheming, which had destroyed her grandson's perfectly good marriage.

Of course, the one most at fault wasn't Vanessa, but her grandson, Ian.

Magdalen looked at Eleanor's slender figure, her heart filled with a mix of emotions. She stepped forward and took Eleanor's hand. "Ellie, come. Walk with Grandma outside. Let's talk."

Eleanor obediently followed the old woman toward the garden. Magdalen held her hand, and though it was bony, her grip was still strong—just as it had been the first time she'd led her into the Goodwin family home all those years ago.

"Grandma knows you've been through a lot these past few years." The old woman got straight to the point, her voice filled with sympathy. "That boy, Ian—he's made so many mistakes."

Eleanor met the old woman's gaze, knowing she must have learned the truth.

She lowered her eyes and said nothing.

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