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.

night’s sleep, Eileen woke 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 set for

a single sheet draped across his waist. His sleep seemed troubled, a frown on his face. Quietly, Eileen penned

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 and patience, with no sign of the finance team

message from Huey, suggesting lunch. After a brief exchange, they decided to reschedule and

His stature was modest, and his demeanor less inviting.

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

serene smile and queried,

way here. Whether I need to

her mind alert to the

“The lost contract receipt—that’s a matter for the courier, not

the courier’s at fault, they’re not equipped to cover such a

written. With your side in disarray, we’re not expected to pay you soon. Besides, what if you come up with

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

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

in Apex Group, Marcus would naturally tread carefully. But if he learned about her connection to Roderick, it would complicate this matter considerably. This thought left Eileen uncertain of her next move, so she stayed

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

persuade you to rescind the contract today?” Eileen asked,

met briefly. What reason do I have to

with a poised smile. “Your willingness to have lunch with me suggests you might be open

it is rare to find someone who excels in their professional

by your compliment. I’ve also heard your wife is quite

the heart of our home, yet your allure is different. You have

Eileen. Eileen stayed composed. “You’re married. Aren’t you afraid your wife will find

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

with a familiar melody of comfort. Withdrawing

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

of the device. “You set me

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

left without a backward glance. Her tactic felt

room. To move forward with the contract changes, Marcus had to get Fulcrum Group’s CEO, 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 the eighty million will be yours. What can your wife possibly do to you if you can bring forty million home?” His uncle’s

was formidable,

opened the door to find Bryan, deep in work, on the couch. There was lunch on the coffee table, a portion