No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1272

Eleanor's expression remained calm. Just then, her phone rang. It was Ryan. She turned to the old woman. "Grandma, I need to take this call."

She answered and walked a short distance away.

Ian approached his grandmother, who looked up and shot him a glare. "You heard what Ellie just said, didn't you?"

Ian nodded.

Magdalen glared at him, vexed. "You never should have hidden it from her. You kept our entire family in the dark and let Vanessa walk all over Ellie."

Ian's eyes followed Eleanor's retreating figure. "I was wrong," he said in a low voice.

"What good is knowing that now?" His grandmother was both angry and heartbroken. "Ellie has completely given up on you."

After saying this, she expected some kind of response from her grandson, but he fell silent again, his gaze heavy as he watched Eleanor on the phone.

Furious, she slapped him on the back. "When are you going to change this habit of bottling everything up? What did Ellie ever see in you?"

With that, she gave up on him and headed back toward the living room. After a few steps, she glanced back at the young couple and sighed. Magdalen knew perfectly well that her grandson's heart was still with Eleanor. She just wondered if she would live to see the day they found their way back to each other.

Ian stood frozen in place. Of course he knew what his grandmother wanted to hear. But even if he said it, it was too late. Eleanor had found her own happiness. The only thing he could do now was let her go.

When Eleanor hung up, she saw that Magdalen had left, but Ian was still standing there, watching her with a complicated expression.

She walked back down the path, and as she passed him, she said casually, "I'm heading inside."

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