No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 955

Last night, the nurses' station had been buzzing with talk about him. But today, she was witnessing the unbelievable reality: the man's hair had turned partly gray overnight for the woman in the hospital bed.

The gray strands stood out against his thick, dark hair. While it didn't detract from his handsome features, it was a heart-wrenching sight.

The nurse quietly finished her work and left. When she told her colleagues, they were all astonished. Working in a hospital, they had seen their share of human tragedy, but something as dramatic as hair turning white from stress overnight was rare.

"Are you serious?"

"Completely. He's so handsome, I took a few extra looks at him last night. His hair was all black then. But this morning, there are patches of gray. If he gets any more stressed, he might end up with a full head of white hair."

"That Dr. Sutton is his ex-wife, right? You all saw the news. He gave her eight companies as part of the divorce settlement. It was a huge story!"

While the nurses whispered at their station, the hospital room remained silent.

Ian was oblivious to the change in his appearance. He gently touched Eleanor's forehead before settling back into his chair, his gaze fixed on her sleeping face.

It was three in the afternoon.

Eleanor's eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was the sterile white ceiling of the hospital room. A few seconds after her consciousness returned, a low, gentle voice asked, "You're awake?" It was Ian.

Eleanor turned her head slightly, and her gaze met a pair of eyes shot through with blood-red veins. Her eyes then traveled past his face and landed on the silver threads that now streaked through his dark hair.

She froze for a moment, her eyes fixed on his hair.

"Does your heart feel strange? Should I call the doctor?" Ian asked, his voice hoarse as he studied her expression.

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