No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 985

"Aside from matters concerning Evelyn, please do not interfere in my life," Eleanor said, her gaze direct. "Keep your work and your personal life separate."

With that, Eleanor turned and walked away without looking back.

Ian stood frozen, watching her retreating figure. His hand clenched into a fist, but he didn't follow her.

Just then, Dr. Ackerly came out to get some water. Seeing Ian, he added a friendly reminder, "Mr. Goodwin, you need to get some rest too. You look like you're under a lot of pressure yourself."

At fifty-four, Dr. Ackerly still looked youthful, while this man, not yet thirty, already had streaks of silver in his hair. If the pressure kept up, he'd likely go gray prematurely.

"Thank you, Dr. Ackerly," Ian acknowledged with a nod before his tall frame moved toward the elevators.

As he passed the nurses' station, several nurses secretly watched his back until his upright figure disappeared into the elevator, at which point a flurry of whispers erupted.

"Even with the gray hair, he's incredibly handsome up close. That height, that presence—"

"But he's so intimidating. I had to drop off a file in Dr. Ackerly's office earlier and didn't even dare to look up at him."

"I think the gray actually looks distinguished, like something a celebrity would dye their hair to get. He'll still be handsome even when it's all white."

"It's a shame he and Dr. Sutton got divorced."

"Even after a divorce, he's still so concerned about his ex-wife's health that he personally came to ask the doctor about it. Where can you find a man like that?"

As Eleanor drove away, she received a call from Joel Kingsley. He wanted to meet her for lunch. Since it was still early, she decided to meet with Callie first to discuss their brain-computer interface research.

Joel felt a flutter in his chest. He smiled and walked over, pulling up a chair to join them. Eleanor and Callie looked up at the same time and greeted him.

"Joel, you're here," Callie said with a smile.

"I am. Are you two finished? Shall we go get some lunch?" Joel invited.

"We're about done. We can go," Eleanor replied.

Callie, sharp as ever, knew Joel had come for Eleanor.

He grinned. "You two go ahead. I need to get back to the lab and adjust our experimental approach."