No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1611

Eleanor was stunned for a moment, instinctively touching her face. "It's just that brand I mentioned to you last time. I haven't used anything else."

Gwenda stared at her, a probing look in her eyes. "Then why didn't it work for me? Your results are incredible! Just look at your skin—it's absolutely radiant. You can't even see your pores. You look even better than before, practically glowing from the inside out."

The tips of Eleanor's ears burned as her thoughts drifted to a certain someone's insatiable appetite in bed over the past two nights.

"It might be—" Eleanor cleared her throat lightly. "I got a lot of good rest when I went to Kingston for the conference." Changing the subject, she asked, "Gwenda, have you found a boyfriend yet?"

Gwenda sighed. "My mom has been constantly pushing me to go on blind dates. I want to! I just haven't met the right guy yet."

"You'll meet someone eventually," Eleanor comforted her.

Gwenda looked at Eleanor with a hint of envy. Eleanor obviously didn't have to worry about marriage, but things were a bit more difficult for her.

After lunch, they returned to the lab. Eleanor put on her lab coat and began calibrating the parameters. The precision of this equipment was vital to her work.

While she was engrossed in her tasks, she felt someone watching her through the glass window outside the lab. She instinctively looked up, and a wave of surprise washed over her.

Ian stood there.

He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

Eleanor gave Callie a quick heads-up and pushed the door open to step outside. It was one thing for Ian to visit, but bringing flowers made it feel like a public announcement.

"What are you doing here?" Eleanor asked him.

This time, Ian hadn't brought roses. Instead, he held a bouquet of White Balloon Flowers—understated yet remarkably fresh.

"I missed you, so I came to see you." Ian's gaze lingered on her, unable to pull away.

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