No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 994

Xavier's expression turned serious. After a moment of thought, he spoke slowly. "We've known Ian since elementary school. Even though we went our separate ways for college, we still know each other well. If you're saying their relationship was just a transaction, then my answer to your question is no, they didn't."

"How is that possible?" Henry sat up straight. "I could see that Vanessa was deeply in love with Ian."

Xavier's gaze was frank. "Knowing Ian, he's not the type to sleep with someone he has a business arrangement with. Besides, he was still married to Eleanor back then."

"So you think what Vanessa said is true? That nothing ever happened between them?" Henry pressed.

Xavier had kept some things to himself, like his first encounter with Vanessa and how she had tried to flirt with him afterward. Though her attempts were subtle, Xavier had seen her true nature that day.

"Henry, if nothing happened between them, are you going to start pursuing Vanessa immediately?" Xavier asked in return.

Henry clutched his head, caught in a swirl of conflicting emotions. Finally, he looked at Xavier. "I need to tell you something, but you have to promise to keep it a secret."

Xavier picked up his teacup, a look of interest in his eyes. "I'm listening."

Henry confessed everything about the drunken night with Selma Quigley and his recent feelings for her. He ran a hand through his hair, his voice full of confusion. "Xavier, what's wrong with me? I was obsessed with Vanessa for so long, but now… all I can think about is Selma. I get angry when I see her at a bar, and even angrier when I see her getting into someone else's car. I feel like… I'm thinking about her all the time."

After listening, Xavier broke into a knowing smile. "Henry, congratulations. You've found true love."

"Vanessa even made a pass at me once, though I never told you," Xavier said, dropping another bombshell.

Henry's mind went blank. He looked at Xavier in disbelief. "What? How is that possible?"

A flicker of disdain crossed Xavier's eyes. "It was at a party. Ian was there, and so were you. I was on the balcony when she 'accidentally' spilled her drink on me as an excuse to get close. She asked for my number and then dropped a few hints later, but I ignored her."

Henry's mind reeled. He felt like a fool who had been played for years.

Xavier continued, "Vanessa is like a vine. She clung to Ian to change her fate. Now that their arrangement is ending, she needs a new host. You've been on her hook for years, making you the perfect choice."