No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1577

Eleanor nodded. "I'll make time."

"Wonderful. We'll coordinate the details later then. I should be heading back," Simone said. "I have a class this afternoon."

Just as Eleanor watched Simone walk away, a voice called out from behind her. "Eleanor."

She turned in surprise. Xavier Vaughn stood there in a sharp black suit, accompanied by Henry Holt, who was dressed equally formally.

"It's been a while, Eleanor," Henry greeted her politely.

"Xavier, Henry. It really has been," she replied.

Henry clapped Xavier on the shoulder. "I'll let you talk to Eleanor about your mother's situation. I'll catch up with you later."

Xavier looked back at Eleanor. "Are you busy? Do you have a minute to chat?"

Eleanor nodded, and they sat down nearby. Xavier brought her up to speed on his mother's condition, his brow furrowed with deep worry. His father had passed, and his sister was serving a lengthy prison sentence. Aside from his daughter, Vivian, his mother was the only family he had left. He desperately needed her to recover.

"The doctors have put together a new treatment plan. We start next week," Xavier said, his voice heavy with exhaustion. "But whether it'll actually work... it's hard to say."

Eleanor looked at him sympathetically. "My research still needs a few key data points to be fully validated, but I'm doing everything I can to accelerate the breakthrough. I hope it brings your mother some real hope soon."

"It will. I trust you," Xavier said, looking up, his dark eyes filled with absolute faith. He paused for a moment, his gaze shifting to something more inquisitive. "What about you? Are you and Ian... doing okay?"

Eleanor lowered her eyes, taking a sip of her tea without answering immediately.

Xavier easily guessed the truth. His tone grew more serious. "Eleanor, Ian and I grew up together. I know exactly who he is. Once he sets his mind on something, he doesn't change it. And when it comes to you—he is entirely committed."

"Thank you, Xavier," Eleanor said sincerely. She decided to change the subject, offering him some friendly concern in return. "What about you? When are you going to find someone to help you raise Vivian?"

"I'll think about that when my mother is better. It's the furthest thing from my mind right now." Xavier sounded just like an old friend.

Xavier checked his watch. "I should get going. I have a meeting this afternoon. Take care of yourself."

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