No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 918

He had been drunk, but he didn't think he'd performed that poorly. In fact, that night… he had imagined she was Vanessa. Subconsciously, he couldn't have allowed himself to be a disappointment.

Just then, two frantic figures hurried down the hallway. "Selma! Selma!"

"Dad, Mom, I'm over here," Selma called out.

Her mother rushed over, cupping her daughter's face in her hands. "Let me see, let me see. Oh, you poor thing, look how bad it is." Her eyes welled up with tears.

Selma's father was equally distressed but managed to thank Henry. "Henry, it was a good thing you were there."

Henry stood up. "I just happened to be passing by. The doctor said it's just a surface wound. We're waiting on the CT results now."

"Thank you, thank you so much," Mr. Quigley said gratefully.

"Henry, who knows what might've happened if you weren't here," Mrs. Quigley added. "Thank you."

Selma looked at Henry. "My parents are here now. You should go."

"Henry, do you have somewhere you need to be?" Mrs. Quigley asked.

"Uh, it's not that important," he said. "Mr. and Mrs. Quigley, I'll leave Selma in your care. I have to go."

"You must come over for dinner soon!" Mrs. Quigley called after him.

"I will!" Henry replied over his shoulder.

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