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.

the worries of the previous day washed away in slumber. Dressed now

seemed troubled, a frown on his face. Quietly, Eileen penned a note, placed it near the clock for him to find, and slipped

known collaborator with Apex Group and a significant player in Lakedale. The urgency of the contract’s issues had granted her an immediate appointment. Yet, hours later, she found

with a message from Huey, suggesting lunch. After

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

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

serene smile and queried, “Don’t you need to work this

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

a polite nod, choosing water instead, her mind alert to the

his seat. “The lost contract receipt—that’s a matter for the courier,

the courier’s at fault, they’re not equipped to cover such a hefty sum. The legal system will decide

we’re not expected to pay you soon. Besides, what if you come up with another contract later and demand eighty million again? What then?” Marcus asked, his tone edged with

his gaze firmly. “Just sign a contract nullification statement, and that’ll be it. Someone

You’re welcome to discuss it directly with the courier. Your involvement isn’t required here. But you still came.

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

table, disclosed his awareness of her personal connection. “Investigation revealed the courier is your brother, Roderick,

the contract today?”

leaned back, unaffected. “We’ve only met briefly.

suggests

“Miss Curtis, it is rare to find someone who excels

your compliment.

She has her charm. She’s the heart of our home, yet your allure is different. You have

wanted to sleep with Eileen. Eileen stayed composed. “You’re

enveloping Eileen’s, an unwelcome heat spreading. His touch, damp, sent a wave of

familiar melody

produced a compact, a tool that had proved its

sight of the

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

glance. Her tactic felt underhanded yet necessary

and, in a fit of rage, sent his cup flying across the room. To move forward

out?” his uncle said on the phone. “Listen, if you can save the company

formidable, indeed, but the lure of wealth was

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 for