Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

The Dawson Mansion occupied a sprawling hillside, encompassing over five thousand square meters. At its iron gate, Vivian waited in her vehicle.

When Bryan and Eileen arrived at the gate, Bryan said,

“Stop the car.”

Without delay, Eileen steered the car to the roadside and parked. Bryan then opened the door and exited the car. Vivian, who was vibrant like a young girl, had been in the car ahead of them. She also disembarked and hurried toward Bryan.

“Bryan, I was too apprehensive to enter alone, so I waited for you here,” Vivian admitted.

For the first time, Eileen chose to remain inside the car. She observed through the window, noting Bryan’s face was turned away from her, his expression one of tenderness.

Bryan’s expression held indulgence toward Vivian. However, Eileen knew that his softness would evaporate once he was confronted with the truth.

At that moment, the iron gate began to open slowly, and the butler, Jarred, emerged.

“Miss Warren, welcome back. It’s been a while,” he greeted.

With a bright smile, Vivian responded,

“Yes, it has been a long time! But… we’ll see each other often soon!”

Jarred offered a courteous smile before turning his attention to Bryan.

“Sir, had you informed me of your arrival earlier, I could have been prepared. Your grandmother mentioned wanting to visit the church, and acting on a sudden impulse, she went there last night. Yet, here you are today.”

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Vivian’s smile faded at his words. Bryan furrowed his brow in response. Eileen, on the other hand, was still seated in the car, struggling to suppress her laughter.

Her amusement wasn’t sparked by the delay in exposing her identity. Rather, it was Stella’s deliberate avoidance of them and her overt revelation of this fact, designed to provoke their frustration, that Eileen found humorously ironic.

“When will Stella return?” Vivian asked, struggling to conceal her disappointment.

Jarred took a moment before responding,

“She didn’t mention a specific time, but she won’t return soon. She usually stays there for at least half a month. This time, she mentioned wanting to enjoy a few extra days of quiet.”

Stella had chosen to be absent this morning because she knew Bryan would come here with Vivian. Bryan’s parents had been living abroad for more than ten years. Their work kept them so busy that they only managed to come home once or twice a year. Stella had raised Bryan and valued him more than her own life. Eileen could understand why Stella would have hard feelings toward Vivian because of what had happened six years ago.

Yesterday, Eileen had been too concerned about the consequences of her identity being revealed to consider Stella’s feelings. How could Stella easily forgive Vivian?

of the car

“Good morning, Jarred.”

saw her, his smile was more sincere than it had been for

been working for Mr. Dawson and reminded me to tell Mr. Dawson to

that moment, Eileen stiffened because she noticed Bryan and Vivian were both looking at her. Now, it was

this point, Eileen regretted getting out of the car. She turned to Bryan, unsure of what

suggested. He didn’t hold Eileen responsible; he knew Stella had done that deliberately. He opened

“You should go back.”

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don’t want to go back. I want to go to the

remained quiet for a moment before he turned, offered

care, Jarred. Goodbye,” Eileen said her farewells.

the company stirred discussions. Everyone was aware of Bryan’s marriage, understanding it was primarily to please his grandmother. In the six years that followed, his wife had never been seen by them, making it clear the marriage

preparing coffee, some

is the boss about

never actually had a wife before,” Eileen

to come to terms with reality. All she could do was brace for the eventual revelation of her identity and the consequences that would follow. She resolved not to disclose her identity

anger. Anticipating her inevitable

just saw Miss Warren.

has clearly not forgotten her

a sip amidst the chatter. After finishing her coffee, she washed the cup and addressed her

on our tasks. Remember, work

the company. Eileen often caught snippets of their conversations, their speculation about the wife’s identity never ceasing. There were even whispers about a plan to loosen Bryan’s tongue with alcohol at a social gathering, hoping he would

amount of alcohol would help because Bryan was oblivious to his wife’s identity himself. As

to her desk, she found Vivian occupying her

her with a warm smile, looking like she was in a good mood. Clearly, she hadn’t taken the butler’s earlier comments

in

gesturing to the chair beside her. That chair was usually situated in Bryan’s office, but

call me Vivian. We’re about the same age, after all.” Vivian noticed Eileen’s hesitation and gently urged her

apprehensive because she was worried about what

been scolded a lot by him over the years, right?” Vivian said,

I’ve come to understand

a testament to your competence,” Vivian remarked. “I’ve seen many male assistants, like my brother’s assistant,

sense of detachment in her eyes, and Vivian’s friendliness left

work?” Despite Eileen’s response, Vivian

busy, not finishing work until around ten each evening,”

me?” Vivian asked, gesturing with her phone. “You can

to Eileen now that Vivian’s reason for connecting on WhatsApp

liberty to share Mr. Dawson’s schedule,” Eileen said,

connection, I assure you, I wouldn’t