No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1296

The car fell silent, the muffled sounds of the city filtering in from outside. Eleanor leaned back against the seat and rested her eyes, her mind already planning the details of the upcoming handover to the military.

Ian turned his head to watch her tranquil profile. Her long lashes cast faint shadows beneath her eyes, her nose was elegantly sloped, and her lips had a natural, rosy sheen. He found himself swallowing hard.

In the dim light, Eleanor, resting in her seat, looked soft, her usual professional guard finally lowered. Her quiet demeanor was disarming, stirring a powerful urge in him to pull her into his arms.

But while the impulse was overwhelming, his actions were restrained.

He knew Eleanor wouldn't allow it. She wouldn’t consent to it.

Still, at least their relationship was thawing. She had accepted his partnership and was willing to coexist peacefully with him. For now, that was enough.

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The car pulled to a smooth stop in front of Goodwin Manor. Eleanor opened her eyes at just the right moment, the weariness in them having eased slightly.

"We're here," Ian said to her.

Eleanor followed him out of the car and into the manor. The sound of her daughter's happy voice, mingled with Serena Goodwin's laughter, greeted them. As Eleanor walked in, she saw the two of them playing a board game.

"Daddy, Mommy, you're back!" Evelyn Goodwin said happily, looking at her parents as they walked in together.

"Ellie," Serena said, standing up to greet her.

Gina Quinn and Magdalen were sitting nearby, and the atmosphere was pleasant.

"Magdalen, Gina, it's time for me to take Evelyn home," Eleanor announced politely.

Gina stood up. "Eleanor, if you're tired, you can let Evelyn sleep here tonight."

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