No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 464

A glint of satisfaction flickered in Vanessa’s eyes as her plan fell into place. She sighed, her tone laced with mock helplessness. “But what can you really do? Xavier’s completely bewitched by Eleanor right now. Do you honestly think he’d listen to you?”

Henry’s gaze darkened. “Then we’ll just have to show Xavier the truth—let him see Eleanor for who she really is, playing both sides. Maybe that’ll finally open his eyes.”

Vanessa lifted her delicate face, giving him a sorrowful look. “Maybe I shouldn’t interfere, but seeing you and your brother at odds like this—it breaks my heart.”

Henry’s expression softened with gratitude. “You mean well. I appreciate it.”

She nodded emphatically. “Eleanor could have gone after Ian directly if she wanted revenge. Instead, she’s using Xavier to get back at him. Xavier’s the real victim here.”

Henry’s fists clenched at his sides.

Night had fallen, the garden bathed in the soft glow of lamps. Under the shadows, Ian regarded his friend, his voice unreadable.

“So, you’re really going after her?”

Xavier’s eyes didn’t waver. “I’ve never been more certain.”

“When did it start?” Ian looked up, meeting Xavier’s gaze head-on.

Xavier let out a breath, a rueful smile tugging at his lips. “I don’t know. It just… happened.”

Even without the words, Ian knew exactly what Xavier meant. Somewhere along the way, Eleanor had drawn him in—subtly, irresistibly.

Ian caught the attention of a passing waiter. “Can I get a pack of cigarettes?”

The waiter returned promptly. Ian lit one, then held out the pack and lighter. “Want one?”

Xavier shook his head. “I don’t smoke.”

Ian inhaled, letting the smoke curl from his lips. “She’s my ex-wife, you know. Doesn’t that bother you?”

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