No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1645

Half an hour later, Mrs. Vaughn was transferred to a private recovery room. To solidify the results, she would need to continue this treatment protocol for at least another three months.

Xavier walked into Eleanor's office and saw his friend sitting on the sofa. "Ian, you're here too."

Ian gave a curt nod. "How is she doing?"

"She remembers everything. Eleanor pulled off another miracle," Xavier said, looking at Eleanor with immense gratitude.

Eleanor's expression remained professional. "Honestly, I've always had faith in this theory."

Using the brain-computer interface to wake Mansfield Ellington had pushed the theory into maturity. All she needed was the right opportunity and the perfect parameters. Now, Eleanor had finally pinpointed that stable variable—The Singularity.

Xavier looked at Eleanor, struggling to find the words to express the sheer depth of his gratitude.

"Thank you. I owe you my life for this," he said earnestly.

Eleanor smiled warmly. "If we're counting favors, I owe you plenty as well."

Ian brought over two glasses of water, handing one to Xavier and the other to Eleanor.

Eleanor took a sip. Just then, Diaz came in to drop off some files. Ian smoothly took the glass from her hands, took a sip of his own, and looked at Xavier. "Let's go sit in the lounge."

Xavier nodded and followed him out.

But Xavier wasn't blind. He could clearly see that the bond between Eleanor and Ian had completely reverted to the fierce intimacy of a married couple.

Unable to hold back his curiosity, he asked, "When do you plan on making it official and getting remarried?"

Ian offered a soft smile. "I'm not rushing her. It's entirely up to Eleanor."

A flash of envy crossed Xavier's eyes, but his tone was filled with genuine support. "If you host a wedding reception, I want to be the first to know."

"I don't make the rules here, but I'm definitely waiting for that day," Ian chuckled, the absolute adoration in his eyes impossible to hide.

To any outsider, Ian didn't look like a man who wasn't forcing the issue—he looked like a man who knew he had already won.

Xavier sat back and nodded. "She's worth the wait."

They fell into a comfortable silence for a moment before Xavier spoke up again. "You know, I actually need to thank you for this too."

He continued, "If you hadn't invested in the brain-computer interface project and funded Eleanor's research, I would have been completely helpless when my mom got sick."

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