Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 11

Chapter 11:

Bryan’s kiss denied Eileen any chance to protest. The confines of the elevator felt increasingly narrow. Every slight noise was magnified, his steady breathing and the pounding of Eileen’s heart included. The elevator announced its arrival with a chime. Bryan’s gaze drifted downward, taking in Eileen’s flushed cheeks and the delicate pink of her lips.

A smirk crossed his face, a silent testament to his intimate knowledge of her reactions, confident in her inability to resist him. The sound of footsteps echoed from outside, signaling an imminent encounter. Swiftly, he removed his coat, placing it around her shoulders, and lifted her into his arms, exiting the elevator before anyone could get a closer look.

Eileen made no attempt to escape his hold. Presenting herself in such a disheveled state would only draw unwelcome scrutiny. As they emerged, a group of men and women fixed their stares on them, watching as Bryan left with Eileen in his arms.

Just before slipping into the car, Eileen caught snippets of their conversation, a hint of recognition in their tones. “Was that Bryan? Coming with Vivian?”

“They were just in the elevator…”

Had she and Bryan encountered acquaintances? This was not good. Bryan secured her in the car and took his place in the passenger seat, his back to the onlookers. His demeanor was one of complete disinterest, yet Eileen couldn’t bring herself to look back; the fear of recognition was too great.

With her thoughts hastily reorganized, she started the car, driving away from the scene. At a junction, her eyes flickered to Bryan. Since he settled into the car, he had been unusually silent, reclining in his seat without stirring. His eyes remained closed, radiating an intimidating aura. It seemed he was asleep.

Taking a deep breath, Eileen continued driving, steering towards Oak Villas. Having been the driver for Bryan for three years, she was no stranger to the guards at Oak Villas, greeting them with a nod as they passed.

She requested their assistance to help carry Bryan into the house. Once inside, she removed his coat, tossing it onto the bed, and set a glass of warm water on the nightstand. Without hesitation, she left. For the sake of her own peace, she preferred to spend an extra hour on the road rather than bring him back to her place.

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She got back to Springvale Lane around 1 a.m., took a speedy shower, and headed upstairs to get ready for bed. Lifting the pillow, she discovered a check hidden beneath it—half a million dollars. His generosity was astonishing, even more so than during their time at the company lounge.

The discovery chased away her sleepiness, leaving her to ponder over the check. Her initial thoughts remained unchanged: refusing the money and confessing to Bryan sooner wouldn’t guarantee his forgiveness. But somehow accepting the money brought a heavy burden to her heart.

She turned and cracked open the small drawer, taking a deep breath to soothe her nerves. What choice or dignity was left for her now? A bitter smile curled her lips as she picked up her phone to text Emilio.

“Dr. White, could you help arrange the new medicine for my mother? I’ll come by when I can.”

It was late, and Emilio was likely asleep, so she received no reply. Setting her phone aside, she attempted to rest, but restlessness kept her awake for nearly an hour until sleep finally claimed her.

Deep in slumber, she was jolted awake by a sudden weight on the bed. A dark figure settled beside her, his presence startling her.

near, broke the silence. He leaned in, his lips brushing hers lightly.

send him straight back to Oak Villas. Eileen’s eyes flicked to the digital clock on the nightstand. It was five in the morning. Had he

you mean by that,” Eileen responded. “Didn’t you request me to

for them

seem to have an excuse for everything. It’s no use arguing

both exhausted and sore, marking her body deliberately. Even leaving visible signs on her collarbone, Eileen doubted she could show up for work

began to retaliate. This was not a moment of intimacy; it was unmistakably a struggle. Although Bryan had the advantage, he

injuries on Eileen, yet Bryan’s shoulder bore a precise line of bite marks, and his back was scratched, some marks deep enough to bleed. As Eileen’s energy waned,

her, recalling the fierce yet satisfied expression on her face as she bit him, which brought him a sense of contentment. Drifting off

eyes still closed, Bryan

are you?” Vivian’s voice

deeply before responding, “At

tone a mixture of surprise and concern. “It’s after

with his voice rough from sleep, admitted,

sleepy voice and the sight of his uncovered torso momentarily captivated Eileen, though she had little time to savor the moment. Silently, she slipped out of bed and hurried downstairs, her restless night evident in her bloodshot eyes and

to apply some makeup, Bryan entered the room.

for the day,” he suggested, his tone leaving no room

hesitated before inquiring, “Will my salary be

showing a hint

way for him. “I’ll fix you breakfast. After you eat, you

to the kitchen,

from the previous day. Opening the bathroom

out it was her culinary skills that had her… She seemed eager to see him off. Though he wished to discuss this

more comfortable and set out for the hospital to cover medical expenses. She headed to Emilio’s office to request the bill, telling him, “If my mom asks, don’t mention we’ve upgraded the medication for now.” Emilio, without lifting his eyes

from Vivian popped up on her phone. “Eileen, aren’t you coming to the office today?” Just as Eileen was about to respond, Emilio handed her the completed

anxiety. Before Eileen could formulate a response, the hospital’s paging system announced a call, inadvertently revealing her

from me?” Eileen queried, puzzled by Vivian’s eagerness to meet. The sound of a car door opening and closing echoed on Vivian’s end. “We’ll discuss it in person. Just tell me

the payment documents to Emilio. She bypassed waiting in Ruby’s ward, heading directly to the orthopedics department for medication for her legs, keen on keeping her terminally ill mother’s condition a secret

with the prescribed medicine, Eileen immediately noticed Vivian scanning the area from the roadside. Approaching Vivian, Eileen greeted her, “Miss Warren.” Vivian’s eyes fell on the medication in Eileen’s grasp

replied, pointing to her knee. “I injured my knee, so Mr. Dawson

Eileen with a sympathetic look, Vivian expressed her sympathy. “I apologize for the inconvenience. I’ll insist Bryan makes it