No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1256

*Does she want to look her best for him?*

A mix of self-mockery and bitterness crept into his heart.

"Don't worry. I'm sure he thinks you look beautiful no matter what," Ian scoffed lightly.

Eleanor froze, her hand still in her hair. She pressed her lips together but said nothing.

"Do you need to go home and take a shower before you see him?" Ian asked suddenly.

Eleanor shook her head. "No, that's not necessary."

A self-mocking smile touched Ian's lips. "That's how much his opinion of you matters?"

Eleanor was taken aback. She did want to look nice, but that was just a woman's natural vanity.

"Thank you for watching over me. You should go home and rest," she said, noticing the red veins in his eyes. It looked like he had also pulled several all-nighters.

"I can handle it," Ian replied, sitting back down.

"Have you seen my phone?" she asked.

Ian handed it to her. Eleanor glanced at the time and realized she had slept for over four hours.

She quietly slipped out of bed and put on her shoes, clearly eager to see Mansfield.

Ian frowned but didn't stop her. As she stood to put on her shoes, he instinctively reached out and held her arm to keep her steady.

Once her shoes were on, Eleanor gently pulled her arm away. "Thank you."

"Say something else," Ian said, a sudden flicker of anger in his eyes. He didn't want to hear her polite 'thank you' anymore.

Eleanor looked at him, surprised. She swallowed. "Well then... I appreciate it?"

A look of frustration and helplessness crossed Ian's face. He stared at her intently for a few seconds before letting out a barely audible sigh.

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