Several times while kicking the ball around,n''s gaze drifted unconsciously toward the sofa.


    Upstairs, Eleanor finished answering emails and didn''te back down until dinnertime.


    Joslyn''s cooking was exceptional, and Evelyn adored her creative dishes-both girls'' cheeks were looking a little rounder these days.


    After dinner, Eleanor''s phone rang. It was Jude Vaughn, calling about a paper theb was about to publish. Jude had assigned the writing to Eleanor; the paper would be presented at an academic conference and was important for boosting theb''s reputation.


    "Jude, leave it to me! I promise I''ll have it done by Friday," Eleanor replied confidently.


    "I''ve already listed you as a sophomore at Ashford Medical University and put your name under Dr. Lyman''s group. That should put any future questions about your credentials to rest."


    Eleanorughed. "Thank you, Jude."


    "No need. I''ll wait for your paper. And don''t forget the team meeting is the day after tomorrow. Make sure youe early. Everyone from theb will be there."


    "I will," Eleanor replied with a smile.


    Later, she headed downstairs ton''s room to find her daughter, when she heard the phone ringing inside. Evelyn''s voice carried through the door, "Dad, it''s Mrs. Shannon calling."


    Eleanor paused at the threshold. Ian answered, his tone gentle. "What''s wrong?"


    "Still hurting?"


    "Do you want me to take you to the hospital to get something for it?"


    "I''ll be more careful next time."


    "It''s my fault."


    Eleanor didn''t want to listen to any more. Anyone who''d been married would understand the kind of conversation she was overhearing.<fn4fbd> Follow current nov?ls on Find_Novel(.</fn4fbd>


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    At nine-thirty, Eleanor called her daughter upstairs for a bath. Afterward, she brought out a picture book and began teaching Evelyn how to read some simple words.


    "Mom, I yed piano at school today. The teacher praised me."


    "I can y piano too. Maybe we should get one for the house, what do you think?" Eleanor smiled at her daughter, already knowing Vanessa had been giving her secret lessons.


    "Really? You can y too?" Evelyn''s eyes widened in surprise.


    Eleanor chuckled. "Yes, I can. I could teach you."


    "That''s amazing! My mom is the best." Evelyn squealed, hugging Eleanor''s face and nting a kiss on her cheek. Holding her daughter close, Eleanor felt a rare moment of calm and contentment.


    Once Evelyn was asleep, Eleanor quietly slipped out of bed and went to work on her paper. She closed the door softly and headed up to the third-floor study.


    Her slender fingers danced over the keyboard, and with every line theplex medical arguments grew more lucid on the glowing screen. In those moments, Eleanor exuded the quiet confidence of someone deeply immersed in her field. Sometime after midnight, a knock sounded at the door. Eleanor assumed it was Joslyn, still awake.


    But it wasn, leaning against the doorway, his voice low. "It''ste."


    Eleanor silently closed her files, shut down theputer, and stood up to leave the study.


    Without looking back, Eleanor refused. "I''m tired."


    Suddenly,n stepped swiftly down the stairs. As Eleanor reached thest step, his hand closed around her wrist. He pulled her toward his bedroom.


    A surge of resistance shed in Eleanor''s eyes. She struggled, her voice barely above a whisper. "Let go of me."


    Ignoring her protests,n all but dragged her toward the master bedroom. In a sh of anger, Eleanor bit down hard on the back of his hand.