No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 693

Eleanor didn’t answer him. Just then, another message popped up on her phone. Whatever it said, it made her laugh out loud. She picked up her phone and sent a quick voice message, her tone gentle and warm. “Alright, off to bed with you! Goodnight.”

That soft, affectionate note in her voice made Ian’s eyes darken ever so slightly.

Setting her phone aside, Eleanor went to the door and turned to Ian. “You should go. I need to get some rest.”

After all, he had spent the whole evening looking after their daughter, so she was being as civil as she could manage.

“Get some sleep,” Ian said as he brushed past her.

Eleanor shut the door behind him and headed for the shower. The messages were from Joy Thatcher, her closest friend, just some late-night girl talk.

The next morning, as usual, Eleanor dropped her daughter off outside Ian’s room before heading to her meetings.

The conference would run for three days, with two more days of academic discussions afterward.

Eleanor didn’t get back until almost ten that night. As always, Ian carried their sleeping daughter into Eleanor’s bedroom.

As Ian stepped out and pulled the door closed, Eleanor’s phone began to ring. She glanced at the screen, surprised to see Xavier’s name lit up. This late? What could he want? Was something wrong?

She picked up the phone and stepped over to the window. “Hello, Xavier? Is everything alright?”

“Ms. Sutton, it’s me! Vivian,” came a little girl’s hushed voice on the other end.

“Vivian, sweetheart. Are you looking for Evelyn? She’s already asleep.”

“Ms. Sutton, Uncle Xavier and I are coming to Drexford tomorrow. When we get there, can I play with Evelyn?”

Eleanor blinked in surprise. Xavier was bringing Vivian here?

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