No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1142

As Eleanor pushed the cart and Ian held their daughter, they turned heads in the store — some looks admiring, some curious.

A few well-dressed shoppers even recognized Ian; that white hair of his had become pretty hard to miss.

Who would have thought that a man of his status, wealthy enough to buy a country, would also spend time shopping with his wife and child?

Although Eleanor was his ex-wife, the scene made many assume they were a family of three.

Back at Eleanor's penthouse duplex, Ian carried Evelyn inside as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Eleanor had a pile of data to review to make time for her daughter later. She turned to Ian. "Do you have time? You can stay and keep Evelyn company. I still have work to do."

Ian nodded. "I'm free all evening."

"Okay, I'll let Joslyn know," Eleanor said, heading to the kitchen to tell Joslyn to prepare dinner for one more person.

Ian changed his shoes and walked into the living room. Princess greeted him enthusiastically. He crouched down to rub her head before leading her to the sofa.

Evelyn brought over a new toy she'd bought, a Ludo board. For the rest of the evening, Ian played the game with his daughter.

He took off his suit jacket, casually draping it over the arm of the sofa. Then he undid the top two buttons of his shirt and unfastened his cufflinks, rolling up his sleeves to reveal his strong forearms.

Like this, he lost the sharp edge of the business world and gained a more relaxed, domestic air.

Evelyn lay on the carpet. "Daddy, let's play on the floor."

"Alright." Ian sat on the carpet as well, his long legs bent casually, patiently rolling the dice.

In the study, Eleanor was on a video call with Callie, discussing new data online. It wasn't until around seven-thirty that Joslyn came upstairs to call her down for dinner.

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