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?”

loosening his cuffs to unwind when a knock

declaring, “I’ll get

of food containers. Flashing a quick smile at Eileen,

your favorite,”

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

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

froze as if they saw a ghost. Eileen quickly shut

dining room, looking at Bryan with shock. Bryan was in front of

clear the silence, Eileen retrieved Bryan’s coat from the sofa. “Bryan, thank you for dropping by. Since we’ve finished our talk, you can leave now,”

doing little to mask the stormy look

Eileen extended his coat towards

tangled web surrounding Eileen, found the situation too

scent of his recent indulgences briefly overwhelming Eileen as he

called, eyeing Bryan yet addressing Eileen. “I’m ready, and since Mr. Dawson’s

was momentarily lost

just wanted to use this chance to mock Bryan

mid-sentence. He quickly interjected, “I’m far from picky. Your invitation is too generous to pass

one of bemused

and Eileen exchanged frustrated looks. Bryan’s presence promised a

would actually join them for dinner. Was Bryan really unfazed by the

table, arranging his coat over the adjacent chair. “What’s the holdup? Don’t

twitched involuntarily. She paused by the

quickly claimed the seat

Bailee, and Bailee arranged the

group, Eileen extended a set toward Bryan. It was then that Huey said, “Mr. Dawson, care for

mix of

was not convinced. The scent of alcohol on Bryan led him to

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

drink. Don’t worry,”

to Bryan, he inquired, “Your thoughts,

offered a slight, knowing smile to Eileen. Then, he replied to Huey, “I’m

Bryan rose, selected a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, and began to rinse wine glasses in the

and Huey exchanged looks

their astonished looks and nonchalantly said, “No need to be shocked. It’s

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

and Bryan,

outdrinking Bryan, barely touched his food, frequently clinking glasses with him. But it wasn’t long before

down, then topped up her

me and drink with Mr.

on Bailee drinking. It was clear

highlighted Bryan’s face,

eyes as he caught

let Huey get