No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 969

Eleanor was taken aback by Serena's fierce determination to atone. Looking into her eyes, she felt the last of her own resentment begin to fade.

"Just focus on your treatment for now," Eleanor said softly. "We can talk about the future later."

Though it was a simple, understated gesture of care, for Serena, it felt like absolution. It soothed her guilt-ridden heart. She nodded vigorously. "I will, Ellie. I promise I'll cooperate fully and get better as soon as possible."

"Good." Eleanor nodded and turned to leave.

Serena let out a long breath and lay back down. Just then, her phone rang. She glanced at the screen and saw a name that now filled her with disgust.

—Vanessa.

Serena closed the door, took a deep breath, and answered the call.

"Hello? Serena, are you there?" Vanessa's voice was as gentle as ever.

Serena wanted to scream every curse word she knew at her, but she held back. Vanessa's skin was too thick; insults wouldn't even scratch the surface.

"What do you want? Spit it out," Serena snapped.

"Serena, I'm sorry. I deceived you, and I kept things from you. Yes, I'm the one who has been donating blood to your mother all these years. For ten years, I never slacked off, not for a moment, because I was so afraid something would happen to her."

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