Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 58

Chapter 58:

A gust of cold wind swept through the corridor, cutting to Eileen’s core.

She composed herself and continued on her path, only to collide with an unexpected figure.

Before she could utter an apology, the man’s fierce demeanor halted her words. “Eileen!”

Surprised to encounter Jonathan, who was now not in his hospital attire, Eileen wondered if he had been discharged already.

“Mr. Mueller, why are you—” she began.

But Jonathan cut her off with a heated glare. “Save it, Eileen. You never cease to amaze!”

Noticing the evident sarcasm in his tone, Eileen was momentarily lost for words.

Jonathan’s anger was palpable as he said, “I’ll let you off this time, but don’t think you’ll live in peace after this! Remember, you won’t find peace after meddling in Kian’s and Bryan’s affairs.”

A sly grin then broke through his scowl, as if a new scheme had dawned on him. “You’re all tangled up in complications. I’ll make sure to add a few knots of my own. Kian will see I’m not someone he could use as a pawn.”

With that, Jonathan briskly moved past Eileen and disappeared into the elevator.

Eileen turned, catching the last glimpse of Jonathan’s retreating figure in the elevator, his anger evident.

Even after the doors clicked shut, Eileen remained motionless, Jonathan’s words echoing in her mind.

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“I’ll let you off this time…”

He had chosen not to retaliate against Bailee this time?

Lost in thought, the sudden noise of a door disrupted the silence, drawing Eileen’s gaze. It was Bryan exiting the ward.

In his hand, he held a beer, taking a sip with an ease that seemed at odds with the hospital setting.

Their eyes met, locking in a wordless exchange.

After a while, Eileen approached. “Why are you drinking in the hospital, Mr. Dawson?”

Bryan responded with a nonchalant lift of his eyebrow. “Is there a rule against it?” He took another swig, clearly indifferent to the hospital’s usual decorum.

He looked a little annoyed. Eileen speculated it might be because he was concerned about Vivian’s prolonged hospital stay.

She suddenly didn’t know what to say now.

broke the silence. “What brings you here?” He stood by

voice, Eileen finally spoke. “I’m here to remind you about the

Bryan had to

gaze fell upon her, noting the

“Anything else?” he asked.

Jonathan’s matter had been settled,

to cloud over, probing for something

aggrieved, so she almost lost control

herself and gave a nod, not wanting to betray

silence hung heavy between them, her bowed head not enough to shield her from the weight of

and wearily made her way to the elevator. She

elevator door closed, Bryan quickly walked over and pressed the

road, Eileen’s drive was brisk, the night breeze playing

into the calm of her neighborhood. But the tranquility was pierced by

figure emerging from the car, moving quickly

she found herself

to her door’s lock, whisking

trailed his lips down her cheeks, causing

alcohol from his breath instantly surrounded Eileen. Leaning against the wall, she clasped her hands around his sturdy waist. He kissed her passionately, though he intended to consume her entirely.

him. The curtains hung half-open, inviting the moonlight inside. The ambiance was just right for romance. Bryan seemed eager,

the cabinet by the door, he unbuttoned her shirt with his slightly chilled fingers,

his pocket. Despite the interruption, he continued kissing her

second thought, he turned his phone off and set it aside. Then, he

her gently, as if she were fragile porcelain, he whispered

and it wasn’t until the early light of dawn spilled into the room that they allowed sleep to claim them. Their slumber was brief, interrupted by Eileen’s alarm clock. Despite the

high spirits, they faced the

on one elbow, Bryan watched with satisfaction as Eileen got

you some clothes. How about noodles for breakfast? Would

a bit guilty about preparing this for Bryan, considering Huey

frowned slightly. Then, his expression softened,

expression for discontent, yet he surprised

her professional attire and taking

room, she busied herself with the house and prepared noodles for them

appetite was apparent, the noodles disappearing quickly,

will try to improve

that,” Bryan reassured her, polishing off his portion

quickly. Then, they headed to the Apex Group,

all present, a sense of tension palpable in the air. A newspaper lay on the table, its headlines

were Bryan and Vivian, captured in photographs that chronicled his vigil by her hospital

Vivian and Bryan, suggesting his estrangement from his

charting Vivian’s steps since her return. It exposed her daily meetings with Bryan and her taking on the role of Bryan’s secretary. Accusations of her undignified pursuit of his attention splashed across