No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 890

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Vanessa was not the type to bow to fate. She would have made sure to get everything she wanted from Ian.

It seemed that over the past decade, Ian had given her all the fame, fortune, and love she could ask for.

Eleanor turned off the tap and slowly dried her hands before walking back out into the hallway.

Just then, she saw a receptionist escorting a familiar figure toward her. Her eyes lit up. "Mr. Windsor."

York Windsor had been extremely busy lately and had lost touch with Eleanor. He had just returned from a business trip abroad and was surprised to see her. "What are you doing here?"

"I'll take it from here," Eleanor told the receptionist, then turned to York. "Mr. Windsor, let's walk and talk."

She explained the situation about her daughter's potential hereditary blood disorder. After she finished, York's first question was, "Did Ian tell you this himself?"

His reaction caught Eleanor off guard. "Mr. Windsor… did you know about this already?"

Guilt flashed in York's eyes as he nodded. "Yes. I knew about Mrs. Goodwin's blood disorder even when your father was still alive."

Eleanor stared at him in shock. "My father knew? Why did none of you tell me?"

They had entered a small lounge and sat down facing each other. "Yes," York said, his voice full of remorse. "You were a consultant on one of Dr. Smith's projects back then. At first, we thought it was a common blood disorder, but later, through various channels, we confirmed it was hereditary. Your father… he was most worried about you and your daughter."