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No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1044

The plane landed smoothly at Ashford City Airport. Eleanor collected her luggage and followed the crowd toward the arrivals hall. She had arranged for Ellington to pick her up, but as soon as she emerged, she spotted a tall figure in the crowd.

Ian was standing there holding their daughter. The moment Evelyn saw her mother, she began waving her little hands excitedly. "Mommy!"

Eleanor hurried over. As her daughter reached out from Ian's arms, Eleanor opened hers to receive her. Just then, Ellington approached with a smile. "Ms. Sutton."

"Ellington, you can head back to the office," Eleanor told him, knowing how busy things were at the company.

Ellington nodded and greeted Ian. "Mr. Goodwin, I'll leave Ms. Sutton in your care then. I'm heading back to the company."

Ian gave a slight nod, and Ellington departed.

Eleanor planted a kiss on her daughter's cheek. "Did you miss Mommy?"

"Yes," Evelyn said, wrapping her arms around Eleanor's neck and whispering conspiratorially, "Mommy, guess what Daddy brought for you?"

Eleanor shook her head. "I don't know."

Evelyn leaned close to her ear and whispered carefully, "Mommy, Daddy bought you a bouquet of flowers!"

Ian, holding Eleanor's suitcase, said to her, "Let's go. The car is outside."

Eleanor put her daughter down and took her hand. At that moment, she noticed a burly figure nearby. Ian's bodyguard, Lanny, greeted her, "Miss Sutton."

Eleanor gave him a polite nod. His presence was to ensure her daughter's safety, and for that, she was grateful.

In the car, a bouquet of red roses sat on the back seat. Evelyn happily picked it up and presented it to Eleanor. "Mommy, do you like it? I picked it out!"

In the elevator, Ian turned with their daughter in his arms and saw the woman walk in holding the flowers. A flicker of pleasure crossed his eyes.

"Was your trip to Kingston successful?" Ian asked, breaking the silence.

"Very successful," Eleanor answered curtly.

"Congratulations."

"Thank you."

The elevator reached their floor. Ian carried their daughter toward Eleanor's apartment. Eleanor hurried past him to unlock the door. Ian went in first, and Eleanor followed with her suitcase.

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