No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1035

Eleanor took off her oxygen mask. Ian immediately checked on her, seeing that apart from a pale face and disheveled hair, she seemed to be fine.

Seeing her messy hair falling across her face, he subconsciously reached out to brush it away. Eleanor, thinking he was trying to do something else, turned and glared at him. Ian's hand stopped mid-air before he clenched it into a fist and pulled it back.

Eleanor removed her hair tie, letting her waist-length, silky hair fall down. She then deftly gathered it and tied it into a low, casual yet charming ponytail.

"You're right," Ian said, his gaze deep as he looked at her. "We really shouldn't take this kind of risk."

Eleanor glanced at him before turning her attention back to the layers of clouds outside the window. "It's our responsibility as parents."

Ian nodded without saying anything more. He knew her decision was the right one, but an indescribable emotion welled up inside him.

The two-hour flight passed. As Eleanor collected her luggage, Ian said from behind her, "The car is waiting outside the airport."

Eleanor glanced at her watch. "I'll get my own taxi."

Just as she was wheeling her suitcase out of the arrivals gate, she saw a young man in a military uniform holding a sign that clearly read, "Dr. Sutton."

As soon as she saw him, he saw her. He immediately smiled and walked over. "Dr. Sutton, do you remember me? I was sent by Major General Ellington to pick you up."

Eleanor recognized him as one of Mansfield's men. She hadn't expected Mansfield to be so thoughtful as to send someone to meet her.

Ian came up beside her, his sharp gaze sweeping over the young man. "That won't be necessary," he said coolly. "I'll see Dr. Sutton safely to her hotel."

The man responded respectfully but firmly, "I'm sorry, sir, but my commander specifically instructed me to escort Dr. Sutton to the hotel personally."

"Your commander is Mansfield?" Ian frowned.

"Yes, sir."

"Eleanor, you're here."

"Dr. Lyman," Eleanor greeted him respectfully.

"Let's walk over together." Lyman was also planning to walk, so they could go together.

Dr. Lyman asked about Eleanor's recent work and expressed how pleased he was with her progress. He remarked with emotion, "If your father were still alive, he would be so proud."

Eleanor wished dearly that her father could see her accomplishments now, but he could only live on in her heart.

"Oh, by the way, once you've completed your current experiments, have you considered studying abroad? I still have a letter of recommendation for you." Lyman continued, "It's for the direct admission spot to the Stanford University doctoral program that the school applied for on your behalf two years ago. All the materials were ready; we were just waiting for your signature."

Eleanor was stunned. She had never heard anything about this.