No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1317

In Laverne's mind, he most important thing for Vanessa now was to get pregnant with Walden Wells's child and secure her position, not to be here fighting with Eleanor over a man.

Anyone with eyes could see how much Ian cared for Eleanor. For her to go and poke the bear like that was just asking to be humiliated.

At that moment, clutching her purse as she got into her car, Vanessa made a silent vow. One day, she would throw a twenty-billion-dollar penalty fee in Ian's face, sever his control over her completely, and never suffer today's humiliation again.

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Inside the restaurant, Ian returned to his seat, his expression back to its usual calm. He glanced at Eleanor, who was patiently cutting steak for their daughter, as if what had just happened was a trivial interruption.

Vanessa hadn't returned, which meant he had handled it. And Eleanor wasn't going to ask.

"Daddy, did Mrs. Shannon leave?" Evelyn asked curiously.

"Yes, she had to go," Ian answered gently, skillfully twirling some pasta onto a fork and holding it to his daughter's mouth. "Here, try this."

Evelyn's attention was immediately captured by the food, and she ate happily.

The atmosphere was peaceful under the restaurant lights. Eleanor's appetite hadn't been affected; after finishing her steak, she was now eating dessert.

Mother and daughter shared the dessert. Noticing a smear of cream on her daughter's mouth, Eleanor gently wiped it away with a napkin.

After dinner, Ian paid the bill. Evelyn suggested they go shopping at a nearby mall. Eleanor couldn't say no to her, and Ian was always one to indulge her, so they accompanied the little girl to the shopping center.

The dazzling array of goods in the mall lifted everyone's spirits. Eleanor took her daughter to the toy section.

Soon, Evelyn had picked out a star projector lamp and ran excitedly to Ian. "Daddy, look at this!"

Ian crouched down to meet her gaze, his voice soft. "You like this one?"

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