Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 47

Chapter 47:

A shadow fell over her. Eileen looked up, Bryan’s features blurred against the backlight. Bryan was staring intently at the game on her phone screen. Eileen looked away, a soft sniff escaping her, before extending the phone towards him. “Could you show me how to play this?” she asked.

“What seems to be the problem?” Bryan took the phone, casually tapping through the screens. The account level was quite low, yet it boasted a complete collection of characters and skins, all gifts from Huey. Such an account would be valuable on the market.

“I’m just not good at it,” Eileen said, hesitant to confess her feeling of obligation to learn because of Huey. She feared Bryan might take offense. Despite the absence of romantic feelings between her and Bryan, she believed he had his ego. Bryan, she assumed, would want to best Huey.

Bryan’s gaze lingered on her, taking in her delicate lashes and features. He knew her face well, yet each glance filled him with wonder. Her words brushed against his heart, tender as a feather’s touch. He found himself drawn closer, his voice low and rough, “That will depend on how well you perform.”

His words sent a flutter through Eileen’s chest, prompting a moment of confusion. Where were they again?

Downstairs was Vivian’s birthday party.

Realization dawned, and Eileen gently pushed him back. “Miss Warren’s birthday.”

“Now,” Bryan answered, his focus sharp, eager to return to the task at hand, dismissing any further distractions.

Eileen found herself taken aback. She nibbled at her lip, then ventured in a whisper, “Should we head home?”

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“What’s there to—” Bryan’s voice broke through the quiet, his fingers deftly moving a stray lock of her hair behind her ear, his breath tinged with the smell of smoke.

Eileen cast her eyes downward. “I worry about the trouble I might cause you.”

The thought nagged at her. One moment, he was presenting a birthday gift to Vivian. The next, he wanted to be intimate with her. What if they got caught?

A shadow seemed to cross Bryan’s face. He rose, his gaze drifting to the distant view before him, then leisurely drew a cigarette from his pocket.

Taking the initiative, Eileen grabbed the lighter from his grasp and lit his cigarette. The flame briefly illuminated his features, casting a warm light in the cool night air.

They stood together in silence on the rooftop, the gentle night breeze their only companion. Words were unnecessary; their presence was enough.

Bryan didn’t go downstairs again. After soaking in the rooftop vista and receiving a message from Kian that the celebration had concluded, he made his departure from the hotel.

At the entrance, Vivian’s parents were bidding farewell to departing guests. Vivian herself was caught in conversation with Megan, who threw occasional glances Bryan’s way.

here,” he said, his posture shifting subtly. His gaze was anchored on the figures in the distance, yet his words were

her ears. Curious, she turned her head, witnessing a couple

What good are you to us?” The woman’s fury neared its peak, her hand poised as if

to take a leaf out of

view the scene from behind. She stood, seemingly detached,

Elle out, my books will come in handy. They won’t leave me hungry,”

giving a slap to the girl’s back. “Keep dreaming! We’ve taken care of you all these years. It’s time

“Try me, and

defiant, yet it only served to enrage the man further. In a

storming off towards a sleek luxury car parked nearby. The woman shot a venomous

ground, Eileen got a clear view of her

girl further, but she needed to move past the scene to get

girl suddenly said, pushing herself up to sit and catching a glimpse of Eileen’s feet. Eileen emerged slowly, pointing towards the car nearby. “I need to get to my

to the girl and offered a helping hand. The girl hesitated for a moment before accepting the

she introduced herself. “My mother

nodded in acknowledgment. “Eileen Curtis, Mr. Dawson’s

I don’t get along with

left Eileen momentarily at a loss for words,

gesturing towards the

drive him back,” Eileen admitted, though she was already

a nod. “Okay, then. Could you add me on WhatsApp? I’ll wait by the side of the road. If he says no, just let me know. But if he agrees,

ready, displaying the QR code for Eileen

that, Eileen made her way to

goodbyes, while Vivian was still engaged in

Kian nearby looking at Vivian

the car, Bryan cut through Vivian’s continuous banter. “It’s getting late; you should head home. I’m leaving now,”

displeasure through the window as Bryan joined her in the car. She then turned the vehicle around, leaving Vivian’s figure shrinking in the rearview mirror, her gaze of resentment finally

of Miss Warren’s aunt, and her parents left her behind without any money.

had been resting with his eyes closed in the passenger seat, cracked open his eyes at Eileen’s words

and Phoebe, without hesitation, climbed into the car. “Thank you, Mr.

reminded Phoebe to buckle up. After getting

her eyes wandering around the interior of the car until they landed on several white buttons

examining each with a growing curiosity

drop Phoebe home took an additional thirty minutes, and Eileen and Bryan reached Springvale Lane around eleven at