Summary of Chapter 1601 – A pivotal chapter in No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) by Harper Laine
The chapter Chapter 1601 is one of the most intense moments in No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor), written by Harper Laine. With signature elements of the Romance genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
Ian turned to look at her. "Besides the conference in Kingston next week, is there anywhere you want to visit? Or anything specific you'd like to eat?"
Eleanor thought about it for a moment. "We could carve out half a day for sightseeing. As for food, I don't have any particular cravings. Let's just see what happens."
"Alright, I'll take care of the itinerary," Ian said, then added, "I heard the autumn leaves at Maple Crest are stunning right now. We could go take a look."
Eleanor's eyes lit up. She had always heard about the breathtaking autumn scenery at Maple Crest, and catching a glimpse of it would make the trip truly worthwhile.
"Sounds perfect," she agreed, tilting her head up to look at him. From his vantage point, her delicate features, full lips, and radiant complexion made her look like a serene, beautiful oil painting.
She met his burning gaze. As their eyes locked, a subtle, electric tension crackled silently in the air between them.
"What are you looking at?" she asked, blinking.
"You," Ian replied, entirely straightforward and unapologetic. "Beautiful as always."
He leaned down and pressed a firm kiss against her lips. "I'm going to spend some time with our daughter."
After dinner, the two of them took Evelyn outside to kick a soccer ball around. By eight-thirty, after a bath and having her hair dried, the little girl dragged Ian toward the bed, demanding a story.
In the past, Ian would have needed explicit permission to even step foot in Eleanor's master bedroom. Now, he treated it like his own territory, no longer feeling the need to ask.
Eleanor sat nearby, keeping them company while reading a biology paper on her iPad.
It wasn't until it was past Evelyn's bedtime that Ian finally closed the picture book. "Daddy will read more to you tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay!" Evelyn nodded happily.
Ian kissed his daughter's forehead. "Goodnight."
Then, he walked over to Eleanor and, right in front of their daughter, pressed a kiss to her forehead as well. "Goodnight to Mommy, too."


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