No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 1170

Gavin saw Eleanor and didn't seem surprised. Lanny had already reported her movements on the road, so her appearance here was expected.

"Miss Sutton, you're here," Gavin greeted her.

Ian paused his weeding and stood up to look at Eleanor. Her gaze, from behind the bouquet of flowers, met his in mid-air. She seemed a bit surprised as well, but her expression quickly returned to calm.

She hadn't expected to run into him here.

Gavin chose that moment to explain, "Miss Sutton, for the past few years, whenever Mr. Goodwin has been in the country, he has always come to visit on the anniversary of Mr. Sutton's passing."

The words struck Eleanor's heart like a soft blow.

During the first four years of their marriage, they had always come together. Later, when their relationship soured, Eleanor preferred to come alone.

For two of those years, she had found the grave already clean, with fresh flowers laid before it. She had always assumed it was one of her father's students who had come to pay their respects, but thinking back now, his burial had been very private.

So it had been him all along.

The realization left Eleanor momentarily stunned. Ian knelt back down and continued to pull the wild grass growing in the cracks.

Eleanor placed her white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, right next to another bouquet.

"Thank you," Eleanor said softly.

Ian looked at the kind face of Elliot in the photograph on the headstone. "It's what I should do," he said in a low voice.

"I was going to ask you to come with me last night, but you were busy with work, so I didn't," Ian added.

Eleanor recalled his hesitant expression as he was leaving the night before. So that was what he had wanted to say.

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