No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 921

Henry instinctively scratched the back of his head, trying to figure out what he'd messed up this time.

"Henry, are you just waiting to celebrate my wedding to Ian?" Vanessa suddenly lifted her chin, her eyes locking onto his.

Henry blinked, then let out a low chuckle. "Did Ian propose? When did this happen? That sly dog didn't say a word to any of us."

Vanessa's eyes instantly reddened. She turned away from him, snapping, "I'm done talking to you." With that, she clutched her purse and pushed her way into the throng of shoppers, disappearing without a backward glance.

Henry stared after her, completely bewildered. The thought that she was out by herself hit him, and he instinctively started after her. "Vanessa!"

The mall was at its peak hour, and after a frantic chase, he lost sight of her completely. Growing anxious, he pulled out his phone and called her, but she didn't pick up.

He immediately sent a text: *Vanessa, stop fooling around. Let me take you home.*

No reply.

Henry waited a moment before heading for the exit. Just then, standing at the entrance of a designer boutique behind him, Vanessa watched him go.

She bit her lip so hard it turned white, her knuckles pale as she gripped the strap of her purse.

Her phone buzzed again with a text from Henry. She glanced down. *Vanessa, if I said something wrong, don't hold it against me. I genuinely want you and Ian to be happy.*

Vanessa closed her eyes and took a deep breath before replying, *It's my fault. I'm just in a bad mood today. Sorry for wasting your time.*

*No, I was happy to see a movie with you.*

She clutched her phone for a second, then shoved it into her purse without replying and walked into the boutique.

After waiting in the parking garage for a while with no response, Henry knew she was really ignoring him now. Just as frustration began to set in, his phone rang. It was Xavier.

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