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.

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

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, and slipped out of the

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

Huey, suggesting lunch. After a brief exchange, they decided to reschedule and have dinner

the manager of the finance department at Fulcrum Group. His stature was modest, and his demeanor less inviting. Surprised at her

diner. Without delay, Marcus ordered wine—perhaps too much for 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.

and queried, “Don’t you need

you came all this way here. Whether I need to

nod, choosing water instead, her mind alert to

shifted in his seat. “The lost contract receipt—that’s

was measured. “Even if the courier’s at fault, they’re not equipped to cover such a hefty sum. The

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

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

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

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

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

the contract today?” Eileen

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

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

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

smile. “I’m flattered by your compliment.

heart of our home, yet your allure is different. You have an untamed grace,” Marcus

wanted to sleep with Eileen. Eileen stayed composed.

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

familiar melody of comfort. Withdrawing her hand sharply, Eileen said, “Mr. Ferguson, you

pocket, Eileen produced a compact, a tool that

the sight of

rising with dignity. “I

paid, and left without a backward glance. Her

across the room. To

on the phone. “Listen, if you can save the company money, half of the eighty million will

formidable, indeed, but the lure

made it back to the hotel by two, the day having stretched long. She opened the door to find