Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 60

Chapter 60:

Bryan’s hand gripped the doorknob. His eyes briefly betrayed irritation before he entered, maintaining his composure.

Drawing back his chair, the scrape against the floor was stark, but Bryan remained unperturbed, pouring a drink for Harlan.

“‘Shall we continue, Mr. Clarkson?” he said.

Putting away his phone, Harlan offered Eileen an amiable grin before resuming his conversation with Bryan.

Despite the age gap between them, Harlan and Bryan conversed with the ease of peers, their rapport brotherly and their exchange smooth.

Vivian’s voice was barely audible. “‘Shame on you!” she said as she settled back into her place.

The words reached only Eileen, who cast a brief glance towards Vivian but quickly refocused, realizing Harlan’s son had accepted her friend request.

Eileen’s mind blanked on his name, labeling him simply as “Clarkson” in her phone.

She introduced herself, but the boy didn’t reply. Eileen waited, but as the meal concluded, her message remained unanswered, casting doubt on the efficacy of Harlan’s hopes.

During the golf game, Harlan kept checking in with Eileen about the situation, but Eileen could only shake her head.

The day was unkind to Harlan. Bryan bested him repeatedly in golf. At day’s end, Harlan’s spirits had clearly sunk.

Afterward, Harlan bid farewell to them, and they all settled into their own cars.

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Belt secured, Eileen glanced back at Bryan. “Mr. Dawson, would you prefer returning to the office or should I drop you off at home?”

“No need to return to the office.” Bryan reclined in his seat, seeking solace in a moment of quiet. “But take her home first,” he said.

Eileen understood he meant Vivian.

“‘Go to Waterfront Villas. I’ve moved out of my family’s house,” Vivian instructed without a hint of emotion.

“Okay,” Eileen replied. The navigation system guided them to Vivian’s destination. Eileen watched as Vivian exited the vehicle at Waterfront Villas. Then, she started the car again.

While driving, Eileen recalled the recent news about Vivian. “It seems Miss Warren’s troubles might be linked to Jonathan. At the hospital last night, I crossed paths with him in her ward,” she said.

Bryan remained silent, seemingly asleep, his calm face reflected in the mirror.

With no instruction from Bryan, Eileen took the initiative and headed straight for Springvale Lane.

Her intuition about the destination seemed to align with Bryan’s unspoken thoughts, and it appeared to please him. Arriving home, they slipped off their shoes in unison and stepped inside together.

A brief, awkward air settled between them. As Eileen rolled up her sleeves, she asked, “What are you in the mood for dinner?”

over the sofa, was loosening his cuffs to unwind when a

moved, declaring, “I’ll get

was on the doorstep, her arms full of food containers. Flashing a quick smile

made your favorite,”

grateful nod to Eileen. “Eileen, thanks to you, I can always

who was standing still, and urged, “Move! Are you just

Eileen quickly shut the door, the click

Bryan with shock. Bryan

from the sofa. “Bryan, thank you for dropping by. Since we’ve finished our talk, you can leave

light played across Bryan’s features, doing little to mask the stormy look that

Eileen extended his coat

tangled web surrounding Eileen, found the situation too complex

his recent indulgences

called, eyeing Bryan yet addressing Eileen. “I’m

was momentarily lost

chance to mock Bryan a bit. With

caught the jest mid-sentence. He quickly interjected, “I’m far from picky. Your invitation is

expression was one of bemused

Eileen exchanged frustrated looks. Bryan’s presence promised

that Bryan would actually join them for dinner. Was Bryan

communication, Bryan settled at the table, arranging his coat over the adjacent chair. “What’s the holdup? Don’t keep me waiting, or I might

by the chair

quickly claimed the seat beside

down with Bailee, and Bailee

extended a set toward Bryan. It was

voice a mix of concern and reprimand. “You

on Bryan led him to suspect that Bryan had already

his chances to outdrink a slightly inebriated Bryan, potentially showing Bryan the door thereafter, trying to

drink. Don’t worry,” Huey

Bryan, he inquired, “Your thoughts,

slight, knowing smile to Eileen. Then, he replied to Huey, “I’m up for a drink if you

rose, selected a bottle of red wine from

exchanged

nonchalantly said, “No need to be shocked. It’s a small

the table, Eileen kicked Bryan’s foot as a warning. “Time to eat before the food gets cold,” she said,

serving wine to Huey and Bryan, she got juice for

fixated on outdrinking Bryan, barely touched his food, frequently clinking glasses with

Bailee’s juice and gulped it down, then

and drink

clear to her that Huey’s plan to inebriate Bryan was

light highlighted Bryan’s face, his

narrowed his eyes as he

that Bryan let Huey get