No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 700

Ian’s expression darkened. “What exactly happened?”

“I’m not sure. Vanessa just went to take a shower, and when she came out, she suddenly collapsed. When I touched her, she was burning up—she kept calling your name—”

Ian’s grip on his phone tightened. “Who’s with her now?”

“Her mom and dad are both there, but honestly, I think the only person Vanessa wants to see is you. Please, you have to come back!”

A vein pulsed at Ian’s temple as his fist clenched unconsciously. His voice was rough. “Tell her I’m catching the next flight home.”

“Really? Please hurry! I’m sure Vanessa got sick because she heard you went skiing with Eleanor.”

“You told her?” Ian’s tone was icy.

On the other end, Serena flinched and stammered, “Sh-she asked me, that’s all.” She quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, Ian, I didn’t mean to say anything. I promise I won’t mention you and Eleanor to Vanessa ever again.”

Ian ended the call abruptly, then dialed Gavin. “Book me the soonest flight home.”

“Mr. Goodwin, you’re heading back?”

“You and Lanny stay here. I’m going alone,” Ian said curtly.

“Is something wrong back home?” Gavin asked carefully.

“It’s nothing,” Ian replied flatly.

“Understood. I’ll arrange your flight right away.” Gavin knew better than to press.

In the dead of night, a black SUV sped away from the ski resort, racing toward the airport.

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