Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 7

Chapter 7:

Eileen’s eyes grew wide with surprise. The idea of going to her place had caught her off guard.

“Bryan!” Vivian reappeared, nestling into Bryan’s embrace with a playful smile. “My high school graduation photos are missing, and they’re not giving them to me. Come and help me out here!”

With those words, she rose, took hold of Bryan’s hand, and led him away through a sea of people.

Eileen sat up straight, turning Bryan’s suggestion over in her mind. The reporters gathered there weren’t just aiming to snap pictures; they would certainly attempt to halt their progress for interviews if given the opportunity. If Bryan ended up drinking too much, it would be a simple task for someone from Oak Villas to intercept them. It was a given that individuals would be waiting at the Dawson Mansion’s gates as well.

Compared to these scenarios, her home was indeed a safer option, yet it wasn’t the sole choice available.

As Eileen waded through her uncertainty, the crowd began to thin out. Jacob made his way to Eileen and spoke, “Bryan’s had too much to drink. Bring the car around, and I’ll assist you in getting him inside.”

“Thank you, Mr. Meyer,” Eileen said. Grateful for Jacob’s offer, she left to fetch the car. She parked at the entrance of the D.V. Club, exited the car, and opened the door to help Jacob with Bryan.

Bryan slumped into the seat, his head lolling to the side, visibly intoxicated. It was a first for Eileen, witnessing Bryan in such a state.

“He’s never been one to drink heavily. Vivian’s presence must have thrilled him!”

This remark led to a burst of laughter, with Vivian turning a shade of red and retreating into Bryan’s embrace.

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“Miss Curtis, I’m entrusting your care. Please be cautious on your journey,” Kian said, turning to Eileen with a smile.

After closing the car door, Eileen offered a brief nod.

“Warren, Miss Warren, Mr. Meyer, I’ll be taking Mr. Dawson home now.”

Vivian waved goodbye but whispered a complaint to Kian.

go and

cannot,” Kian said, denying her

regretfully, Eileen departed with Bryan. As predicted,

Eileen found herself circling, unsure of her next

low,

massaging his temples, his eyes still closed. His ability to

Eileen suggested softly. Any

Bryan stated, his voice carrying an undeniable allure

of speaking, yet Bryan continued, “Alternatively, we could just park by the roadside and spend the night here.” He stressed the final words significantly, leaving her no room to interpret “spend the night” as merely

reservations, she evaded the reporters in pursuit and headed for her home. The moment they

the door, Bryan was already there,

her gaze fixed firmly on the door, unable to meet his eyes. She typed in the password to

password?”

clicked open, and

out a soft

curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, hoping to deter any reporters from taking photos. Such an incident would

hand on her waist. Bryan’s body was close against hers, making her pause. Bryan rested his chin on her shoulder, his breath warm against her

this our spot

guided her to face him,

Miss Warren has returned. We shouldn’t carry on like

that seemed to challenge her words. “Oh? Don’t need the money anymore? Since when do you make

relationship. The mix of alcohol and smoke clung to Bryan, enveloping Eileen as he drew closer. “Eileen, I’ve never been one to

breaking protocol on Vivian’s behalf that evening. Bryan’s gaze was intense as he held her close. Taking a deep breath, Eileen finally looked up at him. “Mr.

“A home wrecker? Weren’t you

not what Eileen believed. She was Bryan’s wife, after all. Even if he didn’t acknowledge her, calling her a home wrecker wasn’t fair. But now,

“Why?” Her voice was barely above a whisper,

and you’re just obedient enough,” he said, his voice a mix of allure and command that clouded her thoughts. Eileen struggled to grasp what he meant. She wanted to challenge him, to question why he wouldn’t seek out Vivian instead. Wouldn’t

“Mr. Dawson…” she began.

cut her off, “We’re

a turmoil inside her, making it hard to meet his gaze. It wasn’t until Bryan scooped her up effortlessly that she finally looked directly at him, finding in his eyes a wild, captivating fire that