Joslyn let out a sigh. "Ma''am, Mr. Carter really is a wonderful father."


    There was no denying it-ever since their daughter was born,n had truly been a devoted dad.


    "Joslyn, could you please go start dinner?" Eleanor said, then headed upstairs to be with her daughter.


    Lately, Eleanor had set aside her worries to spend more time with Evelyn. With her mother''s love surrounding her and Joel stopping by often to keep herpany, Evelyn was genuinely happy.


    That morning, at eight o''clock, Eleanor decided to make a trip back ton''s house to move the piano-she wanted to help Evelyn practice at home.


    She sentn a message, asking if he was around and if it was convenient for her toe by to move the piano.


    So Eleanor arrived at the house with the moving crew. As she stepped out, she noticed a red Ferrari parked in the driveway. The license te made it clear-it was Vanessa''s car.


    Eleanor''s brow furrowed.


    The divorce wasn''t even finalized, and he couldn''t wait to move Vanessa in?


    Hearing themotion outside,n came downstairs from the second floor, dressed in casual lounge clothes, looking rxed and unhurried.


    "We''ll leave as soon as the piano''s moved," Eleanor said to him, not meeting his eyes.


    Eleanor turned away with a look of distaste. "No, thank you."


    Just then, one of the older movers clutched his lower back and groaned, "Oh, slow down-my back''s acting up again."


    Eleanor had worried about the man''s age when they first arrived, and her concern deepened. Someone nearby moved to help.


    Before anyone else could react,n set down the mug and strode over. "Let me handle this, sir. You take a break."<fn0456> For original chapters go to Find[?]ovel</fn0456>


    The older man was taken aback by such kindness. "Thank you, sir, truly."


    Eleanor watched asn helped lift the piano outside. The older man wiped sweat from his brow, murmuring, "He''s a good man, that one."


    "Evelyn won''t being back," Eleanor replied evenly. "I''ve already found her a new school."


    Eleanor remembered how she''d refused Gina''s offer to help with Evelyn before. Now,n was using the same logic to stop her from switching Evelyn''s school. But this time, Eleanor stood firm.


    "There''s a private kindergarten near my ce. I''ve already spoken to the teachers -Evelyn will be transferring there."


    "Ma''am, the piano''s loaded up. Would you like toe with us?" one of the movers asked.


    Eleanor hade in their truck, so she nodded. "Yes, I''ll go with you."


    Grateful forn''s earlier help with his father, the driver nodded quickly. "Of course, sir."


    As Eleanor climbed into the truck, she didn''t see Vanessae downstairs, but her car still sat in the driveway-a silent reminder she was inside.


    It wasn''t even nine yet. For all Eleanor knew, Vanessa was still inn''s bed, not even up for the day.


    Eleanor brought the piano home and patiently spent her days with Evelyn. A gentle smile had be a constant on her face, filling her daughter''s life with poetry and peace.


    Three dayster, Eleanor''s phone rang. It was Magdalen.


    "Ellie, is it true? Are you really divorcingn?" The older woman''s voice trembled, choked with emotion.