No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 178

Even though both of them had signed the divorce papers, the process was far from over. Because of the dispute over property division, the final decree was still out of reach.

According to Frazier's lawyer, it would take at least another six months to sort everything out.

So, for now, Eleanor and Ian were simply living apart.

Half an hour later, Eleanor spotted Ian's imposing SUV parked right outside her house.

That was supposed to be her spot. With no choice, she pulled into the hotel parking lot next door and walked the rest of the way home.

As soon as she opened the front door, she heard Evelyn's delighted laughter mixed with the excited barks of Princess.

Eleanor stepped into the living room. Ian was sitting on the sofa, while their daughter was on the floor, unwrapping a box of new toys.

"Ma'am, you're back. Sir's staying for dinner tonight—I'll run to the grocery store," Joslyn announced as she emerged from the kitchen.

Eleanor stopped her. "Don't worry about it. Just make do with whatever we have."

There was no need to go out of her way for him.

Besides, she hadn't invited him over. He'd simply shown up on his own.

And honestly, Eleanor wasn't thrilled to have him here.

"Joslyn, I want chicken drumsticks tonight!" Evelyn ran over, eyes sparkling.

Joslyn chuckled, "Well, we're out of chicken drumsticks, but I'll go buy some for you, sweetheart."

With that perfectly timed excuse, Joslyn picked up her purse and slipped out.

Eleanor saw right through it—Joslyn was giving her and Ian a chance to be alone together.

"Mom, look at the new toy Dad bought me! I love it!" Evelyn beamed, showing off her latest treasure.

Eleanor smiled and nodded. "That's great, honey. Why don't you play for a bit? I'm going upstairs to freshen up."

She'd worn light makeup all day, which she never liked, and with nothing to say to Ian, she gladly escaped upstairs.

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