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.

he said, his posture shifting subtly. His gaze was anchored on the figures in

Eileen moved towards the underground parking, her steps halting when a surge of raised voices reached her ears. Curious, she turned her head, witnessing a couple in the midst of scolding

utterly worthless. What good are you to us?” The woman’s fury neared its peak, her

girl’s worth compared to Megan. “Try to take a leaf out of her book instead of burying yourself in your studies. What’s the point in that

only view the scene from behind. She stood,

to throw Elle out, my books will come in handy. They won’t leave me hungry,” the girl responded, her voice

dreaming! We’ve taken

her ground. “Try me, and I’ll show you exactly what I’m

to enrage the man further. In a swift motion, he struck her across the face, sending her

a sleek luxury car parked nearby. The woman shot a venomous look at the fallen

ground, Eileen got a clear view of her face and recognized her. She must be related to

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

the 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

helping hand. The girl hesitated

Burton,” she introduced herself.

“Eileen Curtis,

get along with Vivian. You have no reason to

momentarily at a loss for words, unsure

you give me a ride home?” Phoebe asked, gesturing towards the exit. “My

I need to drive him back,”

you add me on WhatsApp? I’ll wait by the side of the road. If he says no, just let me know. But

spoke, Phoebe had her phone ready, displaying the QR code for Eileen to scan and

her way to

parents were finishing up their goodbyes, while Vivian was still

neutral expression, with Kian nearby

continuous banter. “It’s getting late; you should head

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

her behind without any money. She’s asked me for a ride home,” Eileen told Bryan as they drove

in the passenger seat, cracked open his eyes at Eileen’s

climbed into the car. “Thank you, Mr. Dawson,” she said,

with a smile and reminded Phoebe to buckle up. After getting Phoebe’s address, Eileen started the

Phoebe was quiet, her eyes wandering around the interior of the car until they landed

puzzled frown, she picked them up, examining each with a growing curiosity before slipping them

minutes, and Eileen and Bryan reached Springvale Lane around