Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 66

Chapter 66:

Eileen had been restless in her bed for a couple of hours when she received the message from Jacob. The clock had struck one in the morning. Sleep had still eluded her. Compelled by Jacob’s late message, she had made her way here without a second thought.

Her arrival had been marked by high spirits, yet now, sadness overwhelmed her. Bryan’s words had pierced her heart, leaving her shattered. Quietly, she cast her eyes down and tightened her lips.

In the closing moments of the elevator, Bryan watched her pale face through the diminishing space, squinting slightly. As the doors sealed shut, he turned and fixed Jacob with a fierce glare before delivering a swift kick to Jacob.

“You talk too much.” His deep voice echoed within the confined space of the elevator, and Eileen could hear that.

The button pressed by Eileen brought the doors open once. Now collected, Eileen flashed a smile at Bryan. “Mr. Dawson, it’s getting late. Allow me to send you back.”

Bryan stepped out, handing her his suit. She nodded briefly at Jacob and then followed Bryan to the car. She took the keys, unlocked the passenger door, and gestured for him to get inside.

Returning to the driver’s seat, Eileen started the car. However, she was uncertain whether to head toward Oak Villas or Springvale Lane.

The car’s closed space was tinged with the scent of tobacco and alcohol from Bryan, prompting her to sniff subtly. “Mr. Dawson, should I take you to Oak Villas?” Eileen avoided asking if he preferred to go to her place instead.

“Yes,” Bryan replied tersely, his brows furrowed. His gaze lingered on her reflection in the window, studying the gentle curves of her face. He couldn’t discern her emotions.

The car crept along the wide road, bathed intermittently in the glow of streetlights. They reached Oak Villas soon. Eileen parked the car by the entrance and set the parking brake, but she remained seated instead of opening the door for Bryan. She tightened her grip on the steering wheel and turned to look at him.

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Bryan leaned against the window and fixed her with his dark eyes. “Open the door,” he said.

Eileen kept her eyes on him as her hand shifted from the steering wheel, reaching to unlock the door with a click. Her voice was low in the enclosed space, but the sound of the door unlocking muffled her words.

With a frown, she got out and opened the door for Bryan.

Bryan watched her walk around the car to his side and open the door for him. “If you want to say something, just say it.” He looked at her, not making any move, but his eyes held a flicker of anticipation.

Eileen reached out and clutched the fabric of his clothing. “Did I do something wrong?” she asked.

of the car, reached

with the tenderness one would afford a delicate treasure, cautious as if

uneven, her tension easing as she found support in his embrace.

with a sudden urge, he swiftly lifted her into his arms, kicked

different;

the hallway and the living room. Bryan had been holding back for days, but right now, all his restraint vanished, overtaken by overwhelming desire. Before, Eileen usually couldn’t endure this kind of energy and would black out. But today, she made a concerted effort to meet

and decided to let her rest. He carried her to the bathroom, and they kissed under the

dried her before leaving the bathroom. For the first time, Eileen lay in Bryan’s bed at Oak Villas, held in his arms,

to ask him for money. But first, she wanted to see if he would

a relaxed, satisfied look. As the first light of morning shone through, Eileen realized Bryan would not take the initiative to offer her money. Listening to his

looked at her. She stood there, her expression as

say it, Eileen said, “Mr. Dawson, may I ask you for some

her, his deep eyes intense, the vein on his forehead pronounced as he

“Why?” he questioned.

on him now that her cooperation was motivated by a need for money. He regretted almost letting his feelings get the better of him. Lighting a cigarette, he took

the scorn there. But

night. You did that on your own. Why should I give you money?” With a smoke ring swirling around him, he uttered the

and she looked up at him. What he had said was true. She had braced for some irony, but outright

into the trash. Then, he went to change. Within two minutes, he

he was extending a black card

stared at

shirt pocket, his voice flat. “This is for the previous

the card out and throw it at him. But she knew better than to do that. She

car, she started her long walk to the nearest bus station, which was at least half

morning, Bailee was jolted awake by a

you have any money? When did your sister offend? Did she do

“Ruby asked.”

that, Bailee was fully alert now. “Mom,

I know your nature. Even

earnestly. “Eileen doesn’t share much with me about these things. Why