No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 171

"Faye, are you seriously planning to follow them?" Gwenda asked, eyes wide with surprise.

Faye bit her lip. "I want to see for myself if they're really living together."

Gwenda, always up for a bit of drama, was quick to agree. "Honestly, Faye, Eleanor's private life is a mess, but she shouldn't drag Joel into it! Someone needs to do something. Let's go together."

Faye was a competent driver, and she tailed Joel's car all the way to the front of Eleanor's parents' townhouse. The street was old and narrow, lined with historical homes. Joel parked in front, and he and Eleanor got out, heading first to a nearby fruit shop, then stopping to pick up two coffees. After that, the two of them disappeared inside the townhouse.

"Oh my gosh! They really are living together!" Gwenda gasped, clapping a hand over her mouth. "Buying fruit together, grabbing coffee—they're definitely shacking up!"

A surge of jealousy burned in Faye's eyes. Eleanor was shameless—married, yet openly playing house with a coworker?

"These old townhouses are perfect—private, discreet, so convenient. They sure know how to pick a spot," Gwenda muttered, sneaking a glance at Faye's face. She thought privately, Of all the men Eleanor could have gone after, why did it have to be Faye's crush?

"Gwenda, you should probably head out. I'm staying—I want to catch them in the act," Faye announced, determined.

"You're really going to stay here?" Gwenda asked, startled.

Faye's knuckles turned white on the steering wheel. "I need proof that Eleanor's cheating. I want to watch her reputation go up in flames."

The image of Eleanor and Joel laughing together outside the café had stung Faye more than she cared to admit. How could Eleanor be so brazen? She had a whole family, yet she still went after Joel?

"I've got nothing better to do. I'll keep you company," Gwenda said, happy to be part of the spectacle.

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