Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 12

Chapter 12:

Eileen harbored a wish to gently alert Vivian about Bryan’s infidelity. But the woman in the car had no one but her.

“Place your faith in Mr. Dawson. It’s best to address your concerns with him directly,” Eileen said.

Confronted with Vivian’s troubled eyes, Eileen found herself evading the truth.

Vivian exhaled a burdened sigh. “He’s not being honest with me. Even if that wasn’t him in the elevator, he’s concealing something. This morning’s message had me rushing from the hospital to confront him at Oak Villas, but he was not there. His absence from home and the office left too many questions.”

Vivian’s car seats were made of leather, emanating warmth for the people sitting on them. But Eileen felt the chill of anxiety instead, her composure teetering on the edge as Vivian’s unsuspecting trust weighed heavily on her.

Eileen eventually suggested, “Miss Warren, it’s best to seek clarity directly from Mr. Dawson. Speculating won’t do any good.”

Vivian’s expression was a tangle of hurt and determination. “You know what he is like. If he intends to keep secrets, they’ll remain hidden. My asking will only serve to tip him off or, worse, provoke his anger over my distrust. The risk of confrontation is too great.”

Silence hung heavy as Eileen grappled for the right words to reply. Outside, an argument unfolded, granting Eileen a moment’s reprieve as she feigned interest in the disturbance.

Vivian, growing impatient for a response, pressed the horn to scatter the quarreling duo.

Before Eileen could gather her thoughts, Vivian’s plea was earnest. “Eileen, I’m at my wit’s end. You’re all I’ve got. Having been abroad for so long has left me with no friends. Please, you’re the only friend I can rely on now.” Her voice lowered to a whisper. “My brother cannot know about this, or Bryan will face his wrath.”

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“What do you want me to do to help you?” Eileen asked.

“Keep tabs on him for me. His comings and goings after he returns each day. Tell me,” Vivian said.

Eileen’s heart sank. Despite the turmoil within, her reply was firm: “My days are already consumed by work with Mr. Dawson. To take on such a task would be daunting. Besides, if he finds out about this, my career will surely end.”

Vivian’s posture deflated, her hope dissolving. After a while, she conceded defeat. “You can leave now. I need space to think,” she said.

complied, stepping out of the car and navigating the crowd back to her own vehicle. As she

uncertain of Vivian’s next move, one thing was clear—Vivian would

Eileen punched in the familiar passcode and paused, pondering how Bryan had managed to enter this morning. She had

let the idea

reporters, their disguises fooling no one, lingered outside the company, a testament to the recent scandal. Their boldness had waned

shift in her

coworkers, to which Eileen responded with a smile before proceeding to Bryan’s office with

not just Bryan but also Vivian and Kian present—an unexpected gathering that caught her off

Her poise and composure made it seem like her earlier doubts about Bryan had vanished, her words hinting to Eileen to

Eileen acknowledged the Warrens. “Mr. Warren, Miss Warren, I injured my leg. Mr. Dawson’s

with a dimpled smile, responded warmly, “Despite your injury, you’re here. That’s commendable. You and Bryan can go ahead with your work; don’t mind

stare, his dark eyes seemingly fixated on her despite

watchful eyes. She had grabbed a random file, coming here to alert Bryan about

“Let’s discuss this in the conference room shortly, and I’ll decide if it requires

collected the

acknowledged Vivian and Kian with

of the corridor, her

his tactful reaction. Eileen rose to fetch herself some toffee from the pantry. Approaching, she

it really her

often reach heights with her looks and ability. It’s not tough

acknowledged the room with a nod, and

resumed, one voice notably louder. “Did anyone else notice the

sure? But Judie mentioned

The rumor mill churned.

rested for a short while.

the blinds cast shadows, creating a muted ambiance. She flicked on the air conditioning and crossed

lights flickered on, the door swung open. Startled, Eileen collided with Bryan,

so soon?” he inquired, his fingers tenderly brushing against her nose, eliciting a

cast a glance at the door, acutely aware that the emptiness of the meeting room would soon be breached. As she tried to put some space between them, Bryan’s grip