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No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1346

Summary for Chapter 1346: No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor)

Chapter summary: Chapter 1346 from the book No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) by Harper Laine

Discover the most important events of Chapter 1346, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor). With the engaging writing of Harper Laine, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

Eleanor ignored his compliment. "Let's go."

The drive was mostly silent. When they arrived at the golf course, they were greeted by a serene environment with a wide, open view and lush green grass. Just stepping onto the turf was refreshing.

Eleanor felt it too. It had been a long time since she'd seen such vibrant greenery.

She couldn't help but relax.

"Do you remember the moves Xavier taught you last time?" Ian suddenly asked.

Eleanor tried to recall their previous game. Xavier had only shown her how to hold the club and swing; she'd completely forgotten by now.

Ian's eyes narrowed into a smile. "I'll teach you today."

"Can I opt out?" Eleanor asked, looking up.

"Since we're here, why not learn? It won't be a wasted trip," Ian coaxed.

Eleanor figured that since this was the price for one day of his time, it was better to be amicable and not too difficult.

"Alright," she nodded.

Ian proved to be a patient teacher. He picked up a club and meticulously explained everything from the grip to the swing technique. Eleanor found herself wondering if this was how Vanessa Shannon had become so good at golf—with his thorough guidance.

Noticing her distracted expression, Ian smiled. "Am I that boring? You're already zoning out?"

"Did you teach Vanessa how to play?" The question slipped out before she could stop it.

She regretted it the moment she said it. Why had she suddenly asked him that?

Ian was taken aback for a few seconds. Then, his deep gaze settled on her face, and his voice was clear and firm as he answered, "No."

He looked directly into her eyes and repeated, "I have never taught her anything, whether it was golf or anything else."

Eleanor instinctively turned her face away. "I was just asking. You can continue."

But Ian didn't resume the lesson right away. His eyes remained fixed on her. "Do you want to talk about our past?"

Eleanor shook her head. "Let's just play."

Following Ian's instructions, Eleanor took the club and began to practice her swing.

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