No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1305

He would only ever be a passerby in Eleanor's life. After a brief intersection, they were destined to drive in different directions.

Though he had known this for a long time, a faint bitterness still welled up inside him. It wasn't overwhelming, but it was sharp enough to be felt.

Understanding something intellectually and accepting it emotionally were two different things.

He admired Eleanor's talent, respected her resilience, and was even involuntarily drawn to the brilliant confidence she exuded in her professional field. But he also knew that Eleanor had always maintained a perfect distance from him—the respect and gratitude of a friend, and nothing more.

Just now at the school gate, watching Ian slide so naturally into her passenger seat, watching them leave together, he saw an unspoken bond that he could never achieve.

He'd also heard that Ian had established a special fund through The Guild of Commerce to support Eleanor's new research direction—twenty billion dollars. While it couldn't compare to Goodwin & Co.'s previous investments, it was more than enough for Eleanor's independent research.

Xavier took a deep breath, his gaze returning to the road ahead, his usual clarity and composure restored.

He had his own path to walk, as did Eleanor and Ian. In the future, if Eleanor ever needed help, he would still offer it as a friend and watch her achieve even greater things in her scientific journey. Perhaps that was the best outcome for them.

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Meanwhile, in Eleanor's car.

Ian sat quietly, watching the road with Eleanor. There was no conversation, but the atmosphere in the car was calm and relaxed.

Ian had to admit, seeing Xavier's car had triggered an uncontrollable sense of territoriality. The feeling wasn't new to him.

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