Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 23

Chapter 23:

The day brought an outing by the creek organized by the company’s staff. Eileen, haunted by Bryan’s text message, walked downstairs just in time to witness the preparations for the gathering.

Upon spotting her, someone from the group extended an invitation to the picnic. Eileen accepted the invitation, although spending time with colleagues was not her usual choice. Her days were often filled with work, leaving little room for social circles. Even during team-oriented events, she would always stay by Bryan’s side.

But today was different. As she left the confines of the hotel, she was greeted by the sun. Despite the heat, the light breeze offered a hint of relief, soothing her lingering headache.

It wasn’t long before she found herself amid a cluster of chattering colleagues, with the conversation veering towards the nature of Bryan’s feelings for Vivian.

“Miss Warren’s return has been lengthy. Mr. Dawson should have left his current wife to be with Miss Warren long ago.”

“You’re right. The media had much to say about Miss Warren. There were stories, but the Warren family managed to quiet them. But Mr. Dawson remained silent through it all.”

“Eileen, what’s your take on this? Doesn’t Mr. Dawson like Miss Warren?”

The group’s musings turned to Eileen, seeking her insight.

Clearing her throat, Eileen maintained her composure. “Mr. Dawson’s matters are his own. My insights aren’t any deeper than what you all already know.”

“You’re always around him, Eileen. Take a guess—we’re all ears.”

With a gentle shake of her head, Eileen replied, “Speculation isn’t my game. I’m as in the dark as you.”

Find your next read on gⱯlnσν𝓮ℓs․com

Amidst the nudges for a revelation, Eileen’s smile barely concealed her discomfort. Bryan’s private sentiments were a riddle to her as well.

“Perhaps Mr. Dawson’s affection for Miss Warren isn’t as profound as we think.”

The whisper from Roxanne Gomez in the secretary department sparked a wave of intrigue.

“Why would you say that?” someone asked.

Roxanne cast a cautious glance around before saying, “I couldn’t help but catch a snippet of conversation between Miss Warren and her brother today. There were tears—she was upset because despite sharing a room with Mr. Dawson, it seems their nights have been quite platonic recently.”

The implication hung in the air, leaving little to the imagination. Eileen’s understanding clicked. Vivian had deliberately made Bryan share a room with her; two evenings had passed without anything happening between them. Vivian must be frustrated about that.

Eileen knew Bryan had plans for the evening today, hinting at further disappointment for Vivian.

suspect it’s payback from Mr. Dawson against Miss Warren,”

be a reprisal for the years she left

was the one who left him before, after all. It’s

silent, her thoughts a tangled web she couldn’t weave clarity from. The speculative chatter cast a

need some air. You guys

the tranquility of the creek-side floral tapestry, a spot the others

the area, the scent of flowers greeted her, mingling with the warmth of sunlight and the caress of the breeze. The vibrant tableau of flowers beneath the vast sky

Eileen let the hours slip by, even forgoing lunch. It was only as dusk began to paint

by Bryan, his face a mask of unreadable calm.

took her place at the

seat, Vivian said, “The day’s activities must have worn everyone out. You’re all pretty tired

The

early tonight. After all, it is our final evening here,” Vivian suggested, her tone light but hopeful, casting

night today,” Jacob

echoed the sentiment. “I’ve got an early departure. Tonight, rest

gaze flitted to Bryan, hinting at her

we all agree—early rest it is,” she

was light, but his eyes were kind, as if to cushion the letdown for Vivian. “Get some rest.

hushed exchange didn’t go unnoticed. Nearby colleagues exchanged fleeting glances,

from Vivian’s cheeks as she spoke, her voice steady but laced with

wondering how Bryan would reply

Bryan turned to Eileen. “She

off guard, her heart skipping a beat

slated for a crucial international meeting this evening. It involves the Apex Group’s global project, and

colleague chimed in, having witnessed Eileen’s earlier diligence. “That explains your morning

the weight of

Eileen, “Could you ensure the kitchen hurries with our meal? We need

nod, Eileen excused herself to

heavy with unspoken words,

Once done, she retreated to her

diligence. A smile cracked his solemn demeanor. “Impressive.

after Roxanne’s revelation. That was why

unclear whether Bryan had

said, “Have a seat, Mr. Dawson. I’ll get you a

papers on the table before settling