Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 73

Chapter 73:

Bryan’s response was straightforward. “We’ve shared enough meals together.”

Eileen cradled the bowl, her gaze fixed on him, his silhouette framed by the window. She bit her lip softly, and soon, Eileen had finished the bowl of soup. “I’m full now, thanks,” she said.

Bryan pocketed his phone and took the bowl from her. “Let’s head downstairs,” he said.

Eileen nodded, trailing behind him. Once Bryan handed the bowl to a servant, he extended his hand toward her. His palm was dry and warm, the lines of his hand capturing her attention.

Hesitation flickered before Eileen placed her hand in his, a smile on her face as they moved together toward the yard.

Kristi was eager to approach them but was held back by Maney. “Can’t you see how close they are? Now’s not the time,” he advised.

Watching them, Kristi remarked, “They really are the perfect pair. You’re right; I shouldn’t interrupt.”

As the evening breeze whispered through, Eileen’s hair danced along Bryan’s arm, their fingers intertwined firmly.

Bathed in the distant light, they appeared almost otherworldly, as if they had stepped out of a painting.

When Bryan and Eileen got close, Kristi couldn’t resist a playful tease. “Bryan, I’m not going to snatch Eileen from you. Why the need to hold on so tight?”

Bryan was the picture of composure, yet Eileen felt her cheeks grow warm. She gently pulled her hand back, greeting Kristi with a hint of shyness. “‘Mrs. Hamilton, it’s been a long time.”

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“It certainly has!” Kristi replied, seizing the moment to engage. She guided Eileen to a bench, saying, “I’ve been so eager to catch up with you since I heard you were coming here with Bryan.”

As Bryan’s gaze rested softly on Eileen, Maney slung an arm around Bryan’s shoulder and led him a short distance away before handing him a glass of wine.

“Eileen, congratulations!” Kristi handed Eileen a glass of juice. “‘Here, you can drink this.”

The unexpected congratulations baffled Eileen, but she accepted the juice with gratitude, replying, “‘Thank you.”

Kristi’s smile was radiant. “Let’s drop the formalities. Now, you need to watch your diet closely, especially during this time. And try to steer clear of too many social events with Bryan. Except for this one, of course. We’re friends, and I’ll make sure you’re well looked after at the party.”

Eileen knitted her brow in confusion. “Mrs. Hamilton, what do you mean?”

Kristi responded with an air of understanding, “It’s common to keep it under wraps for the first trimester. Don’t worry; your secret’s safe with me.” She patted her chest with confidence and deftly shifted the conversation. “Tomorrow’s banquet will be filled with business moguls as well as couples. It might be a bit much, but you don’t have to stress; I’ll whisk you away for some downtime if needed.”

Kristi was known for her vibrancy and impulsiveness. Maney often joked that he had indulged her too much.

Eileen found Kristi’s spirit charming and smiled. “‘Alright, thank you.”

Then she saw Bryan sharing laughs under the moon’s glow, his gaze flicking to her now and then.

their gazes locked, he quirked an eyebrow, and his

the back and teased him, throwing a knowing look Eileen’s

cherishing the recognition as a couple yet aware it was fleeting, confined

settling for vegetables. Thankfully, the earlier soup meant she wouldn’t

himself from a tipsy Maney and nudged Kristi to escort her husband to

you always manage to get Maney drunk,” Kristi half-scalded. “Eileen, please give him

over, resting a hand on her shoulder, their closeness evident. He seemed at

Maney, while Eileen

Bryan’s room boasted a great view, with French windows framing

light drizzle cast the moonlight in a prism of colors

the serene view, Bryan’s presence by

have the chance to stay here with Bryan for two days, leaving everything

quick glance at the caller ID and a nod to Eileen, Bryan excused himself to

line, his voice laced with urgency. “What’s the deal with that message you just sent

received a message from Bryan. “Help me

message had

It’s better in your hands, but keep it under wraps,” he instructed, his

then understanding clicked. “Ah, got it. Kian’s involvement means a delicate touch, and Eileen… She’s not one to make a fuss, even if she’s been wronged, so

not waiting to hear more. His attention

phone and gently pushed

had slipped off her coat and was reaching for her shirt, which she lifted slightly, revealing the smooth curve of her belly and

of Bryan through the crack of

her shirt

cheeks bloomed with embarrassment, the flush spreading to

It’s rude to just watch someone change,” she

chuckled. He nudged the door wider with his foot, sauntering in

times already,” he said. He took off his shirt, unveiling the defined muscles of his chest, skin

him. “You can shower first since you

she felt his hand on her wrist. Before she could

and soaking her hair, her

she was

you’d set me straight tonight,” Bryan teased, the words dancing with a

rush of trepidation surged through Eileen. If things continued like this, it would be a rough night for her. Tomorrow’s party meant another dress, and she couldn’t

I’m the one to give

his grip on her waist, knowing it was a tender spot for her. “Don’t call me that,”

around his neck and looked up at him. “Okay,

something deep within Bryan. His breath

again,”

her voice

name from her lips felt different, special—unlike anything Bryan had experienced

leaned in, kissing her softly, their exchange of tender