No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1135

Eleanor took off her lab coat. Callie was staying behind to record data and told her to go ahead, and Eleanor reminded him not to stay too late.

As Eleanor walked out of her office with her bag, a figure in the hallway smiled and approached her. "Miss Sutton, heading home?"

"Gavin? What are you doing here?" Eleanor asked in surprise.

"I'm here to take you home. Mr. Goodwin was concerned you'd be tired from working late, so he sent me to be your driver," Gavin explained.

Eleanor did feel exhausted, so for safety's sake, she didn't refuse.

The ride home was smooth, thanks to Gavin's steady driving, and she felt a surge of gratitude.

When they reached the parking garage, Eleanor thanked him. "Gavin, thank you for your trouble. You should get some rest."

"Miss Sutton, if you want to thank someone, thank Mr. Goodwin," Gavin said, not daring to take the credit. He was just an employee following orders.

The gesture came from his boss.

Eleanor nodded and walked towards the elevator. She checked the time—ten past ten. She gently pushed open the door to her apartment. Only a warm yellow floor lamp was lit in the living room, filling the space with a quiet, cozy ambiance.

She wondered if Joslyn had already put their daughter to bed in the master bedroom. As she tiptoed from the entryway into the living room, the scene before her made her stop in her tracks.

Ian was sitting on the sofa, holding their sleeping daughter in his arms, watching a soccer game on mute.

Eleanor approached quietly. Ian looked up at her and said in a low voice, "You're back."

"I'm sorry for taking up your time," Eleanor whispered. She couldn't deny that Ian's own work schedule was demanding.

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