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?”

his cuffs to unwind when a knock interrupted

declaring,

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

your favorite,” she

nod to Eileen. “Eileen, thanks to you, I can always enjoy delicious food as long as I

into the house. Then, he nudged Bailee, who was standing still, and urged, “Move! Are you just standing

froze as if they saw a ghost. Eileen quickly

Bryan with shock. Bryan was

light cough to clear the silence, Eileen retrieved Bryan’s coat from the sofa. “Bryan, thank you for dropping

Bryan’s features, doing little to mask the stormy look that settled there.

extended his coat towards him,

cognizant of the tangled web surrounding Eileen, found the situation too complex

accepted his coat, the scent of his recent indulgences briefly

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

was momentarily lost for

for dinner; he just wanted to use this chance to mock Bryan a bit. With a mischievous glint, he said,

picky. Your invitation is too generous to pass up. I’ll

one

looks. Bryan’s presence promised a rather

join them for dinner. Was Bryan

settled at the table, arranging his coat over the adjacent chair. “What’s the holdup?

paused by the chair

her reluctance, Huey quickly claimed the

and Bailee arranged the dishes she

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

of concern and reprimand. “You should remember your

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

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

a quick drink. Don’t

Bryan, he inquired, “Your thoughts, Mr.

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

wine from the

Huey exchanged looks of

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

Bryan’s foot as a warning. “Time to eat before the food gets

Bryan, she

glasses with him. But it wasn’t long

it down,

and drink with Mr.

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

light highlighted Bryan’s face, his expression unreadable yet

his eyes as he caught Eileen’s

Bryan let Huey get drunk on