No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 246

The lighting was dim where Eleanor sat, so no one noticed her. Ian and Vanessa were ushered into another private booth nearby.

Even though Eleanor was divorced now, the memories of the past six years with Ian were still painfully vivid.

From the moment she’d fallen for him at first sight, through six years of marriage, Eleanor had always been the one to love first, to love more. Ian, on the other hand, seemed content to simply receive her affection.

All those years, his feelings toward Eleanor were neither welcoming nor rejecting—just passively noncommittal.

But now, watching with her own eyes as Ian doted on Vanessa, Eleanor finally realized: this man was capable of warmth, passion, and tender attentiveness. He could open up, just not to her.

With Vanessa, Ian’s guarded heart seemed effortless to enter. For six years, Eleanor had tried and failed to find the key.

She’d even consulted a therapist in private. The answer had been blunt:

“Your husband may have emotional barriers. It’s possible no one will ever get close to him.”

Back then, Eleanor had been hopeful. But reality soon crushed that optimism.

Weren’t lovers supposed to be like gardeners, nurturing each other with care?

Now, Ian treated Vanessa like something precious, holding her close and cherishing her until she bloomed—radiant and beautiful.

One was a business prodigy, the other a piano virtuoso. Even their titles sounded like they belonged together.

Just then, Joy emerged from the restroom. Ian spotted her, raised an eyebrow, and stood up, heading straight for Eleanor’s table.

Joy barely had time to slide into her seat before Ian arrived. She flinched—she’d just spent the walk over muttering curses about him under her breath.

As expected, Ian noticed Eleanor immediately.

“Are you feeling any better?” he asked, his voice carrying a hint of concern.

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