No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1092

Ian's hand tightened around his glass. Hearing the sound of gentle laughter coming from the sunroom, he adjusted his collar and walked out the front door.

Evelyn was engrossed in her new toy. Serena saw Ian leave and followed him out into the yard. She found him on a garden bench and went to sit beside him.

"Ian, I heard Ellie is... dating someone," Serena said, turning to gauge his reaction.

Ian's eyes narrowed slightly. "Mm."

"Ian... why don't you try to win her back?" Serena ventured, trying to encourage him.

Ian gazed at the distant sunset, his expression surprisingly calm. "As long as she's happy, that's enough."

"Ian, tell me the truth. Do you still love Ellie?" Serena asked suddenly.

Ian was silent for so long that Serena thought he wouldn't answer. She was about to get up and leave.

The last rays of the sunset caught his graying hair, casting a faint golden glow over it. He finally spoke, his voice slow. "What right does a man who doesn't even know how to love have to talk about love?"

Serena's heart went out to him. "Ian, you love Ellie. You need to tell her your side, explain everything. She might hear you out. I know you never broke her trust."

Ian rubbed his temples, his voice hoarse. "Serena, stop."

Serena felt a sting in her nose.

She suddenly realized that behind Ian's gray hair, there was not only the pain of losing Eleanor, but perhaps his own remorse as well.

Just then, the bright lights of the sunroom illuminated Eleanor's figure on the phone. Through the glass, they could see the gentle smile on her face. She was sitting in an ornate chair by the French doors, her chin propped on her hand, looking relaxed and happy.

Understanding that it was difficult for Magdalen to get around, Eleanor nodded. "Okay, I'll go look for him."

Eleanor instinctively went out into the yard. After a few steps, she saw Ian sitting alone on the bench, lost in thought.

"It's time for dinner," she said to him.

Ian looked up, his gaze meeting hers, looking especially deep in the dim light. He slowly stood up, his voice low. "Okay."

He started walking toward her, but Eleanor turned and headed for the main hall first. Ian paused for a moment before following slowly behind her.

In the dining room, Magdalen was waiting for them at the head of the table.

Eleanor sat next to her daughter. Evelyn said coaxingly, "Mommy, I want some shrimp."