Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 36

Chapter 36:

Glancing over her shoulder, Eileen observed Bryan in his seat, eyes closed, the picture of authority. Was he asleep?

Eileen’s coworkers had shared updates on looming workloads left from the Lakedale trip. With Vivian unable to lend sufficient support, the brunt of the work was Bryan’s to bear.

Bryan’s request to go to the company at this hour surely hinted at unfinished work.

With a quiet exhale, Eileen released her seatbelt and exited the car. She circled to the backseat, opening the door.

The movement drew a slight knit of Bryan’s brows, his eyelids fluttering.

“Mr. Dawson,” Eileen’s voice held a gentle edge. “We’re at the office.”

Bryan’s eyes snapped open with a trace of irritation. “‘Why the rush? Are you eager to get back to your injured boyfriend?” he inquired, a weary edge to his voice.

Shaking her head, Eileen responded with careful neutrality, “‘Not at all. It’s just better to tackle work promptly. Plus, the sooner it’s done, the sooner you’ll get some time to rest.”

Bryan’s eyebrow arched as he exited the car, just a breath from Eileen. “I’ve got a video call lined up. Stick around and assist with the notes, will you?” His voice was a smooth baritone that rolled over her.

“Sure,” Eileen replied, peering up into his fatigued eyes, her resolve softened.

She secured the car door and shadowed him into the elevator, angling herself to press the button for the top level.

The confined space grew warmer. Eileen found herself hemmed against the wall, Bryan’s presence overwhelming.

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His kiss was violent, eyes half-mast yet blazing with intent. It was his scent that weakened her resolve, compelling in its familiarity. When the doors slid open, he lifted her effortlessly.

Pressed against him, she heard the solid rhythm of his heart, an odd tranquility settling over her amidst the storm of emotions.

Her usual haven, the office lounge, hadn’t changed, but she didn’t feel the same. Bryan’s soft approach was laced with an assertive edge, silently declaring her his, stirring within her a profound sense of connection. It felt like they belonged to each other.

Unaware of when sleep had claimed her, Eileen’s eyes fluttered open to a sky blushed with the early light of dawn.

Beside her, Bryan lay in slumber.

a moment’s pause, Eileen rose, dressed, and gathered Bryan’s clothes from the floor,

voice, rough

glancing at him. His eyes remained shut as she approached. She inquired with a gentle edge, “That day at Lakedale, was it you who took care of my

unveiled a hint of crimson as he replied, “I prefer to dodge

crease formed on

was referring to? If she was considered a hassle, why was she still

waist. He reached out and

his hand?”

a few seconds before realizing Bryan was asking about Huey. There would be no aftereffects from Huey’s hand injury; it

displeasure was clear as day. “What? Now you’re

met his shadowed gaze, wondering about his change

was injured because of me. It’s normal for

he put aside the blanket

by his anger, Eileen knew it was her cue

finishing breakfast, Eileen sought out Huey upstairs. He had just finished his meal and was idly handling

and looked up. “So, you left with your bag last night?”

gathering dishes

one more bandage change at the hospital, then it’s all about us,” Huey informed her. “Don’t fuss over me; I’ll be

short work of the dishes and dried

Just let me know

genuinely perplexed. “You didn’t settle

he was discharged, there was still a balance in the account. He thought Eileen had prepaid the bill in advance, so he had the staff refund the remaining balance to

shook her head.

creased with thought. “Maybe your boss paid it?” He glanced at Eileen. “Was he

of her head, recalling only

aside. “Anyway, can you

you’re free to

noon, Huey wasn’t keen on Eileen’s cooking. He pushed for a lunch out, his insistence unwavering. Eileen agreed, opting for a light meal

Bailee got wind of Eileen’s early work resumption and stepped up to take care of Huey. “Eileen, leave it to me.

dishes, agreed, “You know, it’s

overhearing the critique, was at a loss for

to Springvale Lane. But as she entered the house, a stronger wave of sandalwood greeted her—a subtle hint that Bryan had been within these walls, his slippers now facing

was for the Lakedale trip. The jewelry was likely the reward for the previous evening. The craftsmanship shone through the box, which, upon opening, revealed a crystal

on the nightstand. Her collection of such boxes from Bryan had grown, each a testament to his generosity. Among them, their marriage certificate lay