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.

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

a surge of raised voices reached her ears. Curious, she turned her head, witnessing a couple in the midst of scolding

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

dismissed the 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

scene from behind.

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

dreaming!

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

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

insults at her before storming off towards a sleek luxury car parked nearby. The woman shot a venomous look at the fallen girl and followed

the girl lay on the ground, Eileen got a clear view of her

the girl further, but she needed to

can come out,” 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 to get to my

the girl and offered a helping hand. The girl hesitated

Burton,” she introduced herself. “My mother is Vivian’s

in acknowledgment. “Eileen

know, I don’t get along with

at

home?” Phoebe asked, gesturing towards the exit. “My parents left

get Mr. Dawson’s permission before I can do that. I need to drive him back,” Eileen admitted, though she was already forming a favorable opinion of

the side of the road. If he says no, just let me know. But if he agrees, you can stop and

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

Eileen made her way to

finishing up their goodbyes, while Vivian was still engaged in conversation with Bryan by the

a neutral expression, with Kian nearby looking at Vivian

the car, Bryan cut through Vivian’s continuous banter.

then turned the vehicle around, leaving Vivian’s figure shrinking in the rearview

came across Phoebe Burton on my way out. She’s the daughter of Miss Warren’s aunt, and her parents left her behind without

closed in the passenger seat, cracked open his eyes at

car. “Thank you,

thanks with a smile and reminded Phoebe to buckle

Phoebe was quiet, her eyes wandering around the interior of the car until they landed on several white buttons in a

up, examining each with a growing curiosity before slipping them into

additional thirty minutes, and Eileen and Bryan reached Springvale Lane around eleven at