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.

up, the worries of the previous day washed away in slumber. Dressed now in her work clothes, she checked the time. The clock was inching toward eight, her meeting

glance at Bryan, who remained asleep, a single sheet draped across his waist. His sleep seemed troubled, a frown on his face. Quietly, Eileen penned a note, placed it near the clock for him to find,

a notable company, Fulcrum Group, a 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 herself marooned in the lobby, fueled by coffee

with a message from Huey, suggesting lunch. After a brief exchange, they decided

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

a past encounter at Fulcrum Group, which had ended in a spectacle with Bryan’s intervention, lingered

concerns, Eileen offered a serene smile and queried, “Don’t you need to work this afternoon, Mr.

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

choosing water instead, her mind alert to the undercurrents of

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

fault, they’re not equipped

you come up with another contract later and demand eighty million again? What then?” Marcus asked, his tone edged with a slyness that didn’t

firmly. “Just sign a contract nullification statement, and that’ll be it. Someone with your experience would surely grasp the

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

naturally tread carefully. But if he learned about her connection to Roderick, it would complicate this matter

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

I persuade you to rescind the

leaned back, unaffected. “We’ve only met briefly. What reason do I

to have lunch with me suggests you might be open to negotiation. Perhaps you’d share what might change your

find someone who excels in their professional and personal dealings like you. And you’re

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

heart of our home, yet

his words was clear. He wanted to sleep with Eileen. Eileen stayed composed. “You’re married. Aren’t

you’re willing,” Marcus said, his hand enveloping Eileen’s, an unwelcome

resonating with a familiar melody of comfort. Withdrawing her hand sharply, Eileen said, “Mr. Ferguson, you enjoy complicating matters. How certain

that had proved its worth throughout her years

of the device. “You set

dignity. “I trust you’ll redraft the contract and reach out

paid, and left without a backward glance. Her tactic felt underhanded yet necessary

watched her exit and, in a fit of rage, sent his cup flying across the room. To move forward with the contract changes, Marcus had to get Fulcrum Group’s CEO, his uncle, to

called his uncle and told him what had happened. “Why are you afraid of your wife finding out?” his uncle said on the phone. “Listen, if you can save the company money, half of

prospect. His wife was formidable, indeed, but the lure

by two, the day having stretched long. She opened the door to find Bryan, deep in work, on the