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No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 934

"Oh, and Ian specifically told his mother and me not to tell you," Magdalen added. "He didn't want you to feel burdened by it."

An indescribable mix of shock and confusion churned in Eleanor's chest. Ian had made such a monumental decision and had hidden it from her all this time.

"Grandma," Eleanor's voice was strained, "did my father know it was Ian's decision alone?"

Magdalen nodded. "Ian handled all the donation paperwork himself."

Eleanor felt a sharp prick in her heart. Ian had never said a single word about it.

"Ellie, you don't need to feel any pressure about it. It's been so many years, and our family has moved past it. I just thought I'd mention it," Magdalen said. There was a hint of helplessness in her eyes, as if she wouldn't have brought it up if her grandson weren't so guarded, if she didn't feel Eleanor needed to understand him better.

"You sit here for a bit. I'm going to check on dinner," the old woman said, getting up and heading to the kitchen.

Eleanor took a sip of her now-cold tea, her thoughts a million miles away. She couldn't help but think of Ian in the hallway earlier, his eyes filled with a desperate need to explain. Maybe she did need to find a time to talk to him, to ask what her father had really told him, to understand why so much had been kept from her.

A few moments later, Evelyn ran over with a drawing, pulling Eleanor from her thoughts. She took the picture; it was abstract but full of childish charm.

"This is wonderful," Eleanor praised.

Soon, dinner was served. After a pleasant meal filled with light conversation, Eleanor saw that it was getting late and decided it was time to take her daughter home. Though Magdalen was sad to see them go, she understood and waved them off.

As Eleanor pulled into her parking spot, she noticed a black Maybach parked in the adjacent space, its engine still running.

"It's Daddy's car!" Evelyn exclaimed happily.

Eleanor frowned. Before she had even turned off her own car, Ian was getting out of the driver's seat. He waited for her to kill the engine, then opened the back door. Evelyn scrambled out and threw her arms around him.

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