Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 30

Chapter 30:

Huey’s expression tightened as he faced Bryan, whose casual attire couldn’t obscure his imposing demeanor. Huey knew Eileen had been in the room with Bryan.

“I want to take Eileen to dinner. You’re welcome to join us,” Huey said, attempting to keep his tone light.

Bryan merely arched an eyebrow. “No need. Eileen has had dinner with me, and she has already gone to bed.”

Huey was momentarily lost for words, the refusal catching him off guard. “Is there anything else?” Bryan clearly wanted Huey to leave.

A fleeting look of unease crossed Huey’s face, an echo of earlier words painting Bryan as the dominant presence in his mind. “That’s all,” Huey said, retreating with a shake of his head.

With the click of the door closing behind Huey, the atmosphere shifted. Eileen, overhearing the exchange, clung to the blanket, her voice tinged with uncertainty. “Has he left?” she asked as Bryan reentered the room.

Bryan approached her with a teasing glint in his eye. “Feeling guilty? Perhaps it’s best to break up with him to spare yourself the guilt.”

Eileen fell silent, thinking of Bryan’s lack of remorse and his commitment to Vivian. Her internal objections were momentarily muted by his assertive presence, his longing palpable and undiminished. But the persistent chime of Bryan’s phone intruded on the moment.

Eileen nudged him to respond, but he was momentarily lost in the intensity of the moment. The phone’s incessant ringing eventually pulled Bryan back to reality, and he answered the call.

“Hello?” His voice was rough, as if cloaked in the earlier tension.

“Bryan, you went to Lakedale? Why didn’t you tell me? I came to the Apex Group looking for you, only to learn this from your—” Vivian’s voice was tinged with confusion and a hint of hurt.

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Bryan’s voice was steady but distant. “It was a sudden issue.”

“I could have joined you. When are you coming back?” After a pause, Vivian continued, “Who did you go with?”

Even without the speaker on, Vivian’s words carried through the space, audible to Eileen. Eileen’s gaze fell, her lips pressed together in quiet contemplation.

Holding her look for a moment longer, Bryan stood up. “Eileen’s here with me,” he declared before exiting the room.

Their conversation continued, its contents unknown to Eileen. Bryan’s tone was softer, a contrast to earlier. With a sigh of relief, Eileen allowed a bit of tension to leave her body, but a pang of sadness quickly followed, draining the warmth from her cheeks. She turned away, seeking refuge under the blanket, shutting out the outside world.

Upon Bryan’s return, he found Eileen asleep, her features eased but touched with concern. He watched her for a moment. Then, choosing tranquility over further disturbance, he quietly lay beside her, their sleep mingling with the night’s silence.

day washed away in slumber. Dressed now in her work clothes, she checked the time.

sleep seemed troubled, a frown on his face. Quietly, Eileen penned a note, placed it near the

The urgency of the contract’s issues had granted her an

the uncertainty, her phone buzzed with a message from Huey, suggesting lunch. After a brief

Fulcrum Group. His stature was modest, and his demeanor less inviting. Surprised at her direct involvement, Marcus glanced at his watch and

a midday meal. Memories of a past encounter at Fulcrum Group, which had ended in a spectacle with Bryan’s

concerns, Eileen offered a serene smile and queried,

all this way here. Whether I need to work later or not doesn’t matter.” He ordered for them both,

a polite nod, choosing water instead, her mind alert

seat. “The lost contract receipt—that’s a matter

fault, they’re not equipped

to pay you soon. Besides, what if you come up with

and that’ll be it. Someone with your experience would

“And why exactly would I sign the nullification on your say-so? You’re welcome to discuss

Roderick, it would complicate this matter considerably. This thought left

laying his cards on the table, disclosed his awareness of her personal connection. “Investigation

the contract

only met briefly. What reason do I

to have lunch with me suggests you might be open

crept across Marcus’s face. “Miss Curtis, it is rare to find someone who excels in their professional and personal dealings like you. And

“I’m flattered by your compliment. I’ve also heard your

the heart of our home, yet your allure

wanted to sleep with Eileen. Eileen stayed composed. “You’re married. Aren’t you afraid your wife will

you’re willing,” Marcus said, his hand enveloping Eileen’s, an unwelcome heat spreading. His touch, damp,

it always stirred something deep within her, resonating with a familiar melody of comfort. Withdrawing her

pocket, Eileen produced a compact, a tool that had proved its worth throughout her years

at the sight of the device. “You set me

the bill for the meal,” Eileen declared, rising with dignity. “I trust you’ll redraft the

left without a backward glance.

To move forward with the contract changes, Marcus had to

you afraid of your wife finding out?” his uncle said on the phone. “Listen, if you can save the company money, half of the eighty million will be yours. What can your wife possibly do to you if you can bring forty million home?” His uncle’s intent was crystal

His wife was formidable, indeed, but the

hotel by two, the day having stretched long. She opened the door to find Bryan, deep in work, on the couch. There was lunch on the coffee table, a portion