No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 874

Eleanor quickly turned her face away, wiping at the tears in her eyes as she tried to regain her composure.

Ian's gaze was heavy as he watched her, his deep eyes unreadable. Staring at the stubborn line of her profile, he asked in a rough voice, "Did something happen to Mansfield?"

She didn't answer.

Ian pushed himself off the wall and walked toward her, pulling a handkerchief from his suit pocket. "Here, use this."

Eleanor ignored it and walked toward her front door.

The man's hand froze in mid-air before he slowly withdrew it. He watched her slender, defiant figure, his face shadowed and unreadable in the dim light of the hallway, his features tense.

When Eleanor opened the door, Evelyn ran to her with a joyful cry. "Mommy!"

Then, she saw Ian standing behind her, and her eyes lit up. "Daddy, you're here too!" She darted past Eleanor and threw herself into Ian's arms.

"Did you miss me?" Ian asked, hugging her close.

"Yes!"

Just then, Princess trotted over, tail wagging enthusiastically. Ian reached down to scratch her head. At that moment, Eleanor's phone rang again. She glanced at the screen and quickly walked out to the balcony to answer it.

It was Garth. "Hello, Mr. Ellington," she said, her voice urgent.

"Eleanor, we just received an update. Mansfield's team was just lost. They're all safe and sound."

The tight knot of tension in Eleanor's chest instantly loosened. "That's wonderful news. Thank you for letting me know, sir."

"That boy," Garth grumbled with a laugh, clearly relieved. "Always making us worry."

"I'm sure he'll return safely," Eleanor said.

"He'd better," Garth replied. "I won't keep you."

After hanging up, Eleanor let out a long sigh, the weight on her heart lifting. But the knowledge that Mansfield was on a dangerous mission overseas still left a lingering worry for her friend.

"I know," Ian said, his voice steady and unreadable.

Eleanor turned her attention back to the computer, lost in thought.

Ian didn't seem to be in any hurry to leave. He sat in silence for a moment, his eyes fixed on the lingering redness at the corners of her eyes. "Mansfield… he's okay?" he asked, his voice deepening.

Without looking up, Eleanor gave a noncommittal hum, clearly unwilling to discuss it further.

Just then, her phone buzzed with a series of messages, one after another, as if someone was urgently trying to reach her. Her eyes darted to the phone, and she picked it up.

The sender was Mansfield.

"My dad told me you knew I was out of the country. Eleanor, I'm sorry. I left in such a hurry I forgot to say anything."

"Forgive me for leaving without a word."

"Please don't be mad, okay?"