No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1632

Eleanor buried her face against his chest. "Are you hiding something from me?" she asked.

Ian's eyes flashed with momentary surprise before he realized what had happened.

"Gavin told you?" he asked, a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Eleanor nodded.

Ian reached out and gently lifted her chin. His deep eyes were filled with nothing but candor and sincerity.

"I was going to tell you after it was done, so you wouldn't worry," he said in a low voice.

"I told you, there's no need—" Eleanor's eyes showed her confusion.

Ian smiled and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Don't worry, I'm just going in for a consultation first." He lowered his head further, his lips brushing against hers. "I refuse to let you suffer through the pain of pregnancy ever again."

Eleanor felt as if something had struck her heart.

"To make absolutely sure it never happens, a vasectomy is the only way." Ian reached up to caress her cheek. "Ellie, we have Evelyn. She's enough for us."

Eleanor let out a soft sigh. "I'm not even sure if I'll want another child in the future."

Ian paused, then smiled. "If you do, with modern technology, the procedure is reversible. I just don't want you to suffer."

He leaned in close to her ear, gently biting her earlobe. "Plus, I want to make things more enjoyable for you."

Eleanor's ears burned instantly, a hint of embarrassment in her tone. "What are you talking about!"

A low chuckle rumbled from the man's chest, vibrating against her as he pulled her tighter into his embrace.

"I'm not talking nonsense," Ian murmured, a teasing glint in his eyes. "I'm just stating the facts. When there are no worries, we can truly enjoy ourselves."

Eleanor's face was completely flushed. She glared up at him, only to meet his laughing eyes. They were gentle and doting, holding an intensity that made her heart race.

"Can you... be serious for one minute?" she complained.

Ian raised an eyebrow. "I am being very serious."

With that, he lowered his head until their foreheads touched, his gaze turning solemn. "Don't try to stop me. Let me make this decision for myself, okay?"

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