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.

navigating the crowd back to her own vehicle. As she departed, she

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

and paused, pondering how Bryan had managed to enter this morning. She had told Bryan that the passcode was her birthday, naively believing he wouldn’t

the idea go. After changing into her business attire, she headed

handful of reporters, their disguises fooling no one, lingered outside the company, a testament to the recent scandal. Their boldness had waned in the face of the Warren family’s decisive actions, leaving them to

elevator, Eileen sensed the shift in her colleagues’ stares—was it her tardiness

passing coworkers, to which Eileen responded with a

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

changed from the morning’s earlier despair. Her poise and composure made it seem like her

and a gracious smile, Eileen acknowledged the Warrens. “Mr. Warren, Miss Warren, I injured my leg. Mr. Dawson’s approval for a hospital visit made me

responded warmly, “Despite your injury, you’re here. That’s commendable. You and Bryan can go ahead with your

dark eyes seemingly fixated on her

eyes. She had grabbed a random file, coming here to alert Bryan about Vivian’s suspicion, but now that

room shortly, and

collected the

acknowledged Vivian and Kian with

of the corridor, her

silently thankful for his tactful reaction. Eileen rose to fetch herself some toffee

it really her

and ability. It’s not tough to attract

filled her cup, acknowledged the room with a nod,

whispers resumed, one voice notably louder. “Did

Are you sure? But

The rumor mill churned.

Eileen rested for a short while. She then headed to the conference room early

muted ambiance. She flicked on the air conditioning and crossed the room to turn

open. Startled, Eileen collided with Bryan, her nose hitting his firm

so soon?” he inquired,

that the emptiness of the meeting room would soon be breached. As she tried to put some space between them, Bryan’s grip on her