No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1605

It had been a long time since Eleanor had taken a moment to appreciate nature, and for a while, she was entirely captivated by the view.

Ian carried her suitcase into the master bedroom, leaving his own at the door of the guest room.

She noticed but didn't say a word, simply pushing the door open and stepping into the master bedroom.

She needed a moment to process everything. Though, in truth, there wasn't much to process. The conference was over, he had booked the villa, and everything felt like a natural progression. She hadn't rejected him, which served as a silent invitation in itself.

Everything just felt right.

Opening her suitcase, she grabbed her makeup remover and headed into the bathroom to take a shower.

Through the door, she could hear Ian's muffled voice on the phone. Listening closely, she realized he was talking to Evelyn. She couldn't help but think the little girl had probably assumed they'd be flying home tonight.

Hearing Ian patiently coaxing their daughter, Eleanor paused while applying her face cream, fighting the urge to smile.

She slipped into a comfortable dress and headed downstairs just as Ian was ending the call. He turned to look at her, his eyes warm and amused. "Evelyn called. I told her we'll be staying an extra two days."

Seeing that he had successfully handled their daughter, she nodded. "Okay."

The warmth in his eyes deepened. He clearly understood her implicit agreement. Glancing at his watch, he said, "I'll have dinner brought in now."

They were served an exquisite, multi-course meal, the table beautifully arranged. The soft light filtering through the paper lanterns cast a gentle, intimate glow over them.

"Are you tired?" he asked softly.

"I'm alright."

"Quite a few people from your field couldn't stop praising you to me today," he said with a proud smile.

She paused, looking down as she took a sip of her soup. "Is that so?"

After the staff cleared the table, they moved to the tea room on the second floor. Ian personally brewed her a cup of warm, fragrant evening tea. She held the cup in both hands, taking a sip, the warmth spreading all the way down to her stomach.

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