No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 385

Faye was still reeling from the revelation that Mansfield Ellington held the rank of Major General. Before she could fully process it, Ian walked into the conference room. A bitter, mocking feeling welled up inside her—there was Eleanor, openly flirting with another man in front of Mr. Goodwin.

Clearly, as far as Ian was concerned, his ex-wife was nothing but fickle and untrustworthy.

Back in Kingston, Faye had worried that Ian might rekindle things with Eleanor. But seeing him now, she realized that, no matter how desperate Ian might be for female company, he’d never go back to her.

And why would he, when he had the alluring Vanessa by his side? Next to Vanessa, Eleanor’s appeal didn’t even register on the same scale.

The video call was still running in the conference room, casting an odd tension over the group.

Eleanor could feel Ian’s gaze lingering on her for a few seconds, but she kept her eyes on the documents in front of her, focused and unfazed.

After Garrison greeted Ian, he dove straight into the heart of the meeting. The discussion dragged on for nearly two hours before it finally wrapped up.

Eleanor stayed absorbed in the meeting the whole time, never noticing when Ian slipped out.

At noon, Joel invited her to lunch.

“So—first impressions of your new posting at Meridian Dynamics?” he asked as they settled in.

“It’s a bit nerve-racking,” Eleanor admitted, “like I could be thrown into battle at any moment. Nothing like the calm you get in a lab.”

“Couldn’t agree more,” Joel chuckled. “By the way, did Evelyn like the gift I brought last night?”

Eleanor’s face brightened. “She loved it. Thank you.”

Joel grinned, then asked with feigned casualness as he cut into his steak, “So, how exactly did you meet Major General Ellington?”

Eleanor paused, surprised by the question, but she didn’t bother hiding anything. She told him the truth.

A flicker of surprise crossed Joel’s eyes. “Seems like he’s quite taken with you. Maybe even planning to pursue you?”

Eleanor’s knife paused mid-cut. She met his gaze. She couldn’t deny it.

“He does seem to like me,” she admitted. She could feel Mansfield Ellington’s enthusiasm—it wasn’t subtle.

“And what about you?” Joel took a sip of water, watching her closely.

Eleanor thought for a moment before answering honestly, “I’m so busy right now, I don’t have time for a relationship. It’s just not on my mind.”

“Is that what you told Major General Ellington, too?” Joel asked, a teasing smile on his lips.

Eleanor smiled and nodded. “Exactly that.”

Joel believed her. He also knew any man who cared for Eleanor would be willing to wait—she was worth a patient pursuit.

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