Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 20

Chapter 20:

Bryan extinguished his cigarette, the scent still lingering as he approached the window and drew the curtains. Looking over his shoulder, his voice carried a hint of reprimand. “I thought I mentioned breakfast was just for me; Vivian’s not up yet.”

Eileen’s reaction was muted, a clear acknowledgment of her overstep.

“Never mind, I’m tired from last night; I might as well eat for two,” Bryan said, catching her expression. He sat down and ate with a certain finesse.

A tightness formed in Eileen’s throat, making her words waver as she excused herself. “I should get going. Call me if you need anything.”

Without another glance, she departed, not catching the slight lift of Bryan’s gaze, which bore a complex mix of emotions.

As the door clicked shut behind her, a sigh escaped Eileen, a mix of relief and an ache spreading inside her. The experience, inevitable as it was, left her feeling more hollow than she had prepared for. The proximity of Bryan and Vivian weighed heavily on her chest, hard to ignore.

Forgoing the idea of returning to her room for rest, Eileen decided instead to seek reprieve in the fresh morning air. She stepped outside, taking a moment for herself—a rare indulgence in light of recent events.

With her colleagues out on the mountains, the resort grounds offered a tranquil refuge. Eileen found solace under the branches of a flowering tree while the nearby lake’s surface danced with the wind. Her mind was awash with thoughts she couldn’t quite place.

Time slipped quietly by, and with the approach of noon, fatigue nudged her toward the hotel’s restaurant. She decided to eat and rest in her room afterward.

It was there she noticed Bryan, Vivian, and Kian gathered at a table. Vivian beckoned her over with an eager wave. “Eileen, join us!”

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With a brief hesitation, Eileen made her way to them, offering a simple greeting to each of them.

Vivian’s lighthearted grumble broke the air. “I’m famished. Bryan here didn’t bother waking me for breakfast, and he finished everything you brought on his own.”

Bryan offered a half-hearted glance Eileen’s way before replying to Vivian, his voice tender. “You needed the rest, and I didn’t want to disturb you.”

Having steeled herself against the turmoil inside during her morning outdoors, Eileen managed a measured response. “Well, Miss Warren, make sure you have a hearty meal now.”

landing on Eileen thoughtfully,

Leaning on his shoulder, her contentment was palpable. “I do need more sleep after our

water, prompting Vivian to straighten. She seemed unfazed, simply reaching for her utensils to start her

he thoughtfully offered Vivian bites of food cut from his plate, one being a portion of broccoli

a subdued spirit, Eileen rose, pushing the plate toward Vivian with a courteous smile. “I’m not particularly hungry. I’ll

your

a lot this morning. I’m just not hungry now,” Eileen replied. Seeing that Bryan kept eating, she felt her heart

hastened to the elevator, the doors enclosing her in solitude. As they sealed shut, Bryan’s voice reached her faintly, full of gentle prompts for Vivian to

heavily upon her. She believed she and Bryan were over now. She could deceive herself and accept

Maybe Bryan would ask her to leave before she could find the chance

there stood Jacob, his appearance weary.

but cheerfulness eluded her. “Yes, I’ve eaten. You should hurry. Mr. Dawson and everyone else are downstairs,” she

evident. “You look a bit off. Was our noise too much last night?

games?” Eileen

in Bryan’s room,” Jacob replied. “It was pretty loud. Did we keep you

a laugh broke from Eileen’s lips, dispelling the weight she had

a touch of curiosity threading his words. “Did Bryan fall in love with you or something? He seemed oddly distracted last night. Even when Vivian mentioned being tired, he ignored her request

her head. “You’re

“It seems like you’re not charmed by Bryan at

into the elevator. Eileen walked away without a backward glance. Jacob’s comment

her room, Eileen succumbed to the day’s exhaustion. After washing

young man absorbed in a game, he knocked on the

a hint of annoyance. “I don’t

list you as the occupant of 8809,” he informed Bryan. Indeed, the system showed a

of Apex Group. We’re here for

head of the Apex Group, a VIP to be accommodated without question. He promptly retrieved the key card for room 8809 from the

remained absorbed in his game, his agile fingers dancing across the screen. Suddenly, a realization struck

check-in details on the computer. Soon,

he would bump into his blind date, Eileen, while temporarily summoned to the resort for assistance. The burning

felt a weight on her head. A man’s warm lips trailed from the corner of her eye to her lips. The familiar scent stirred her from slumber. She wanted to speak,