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.

gazes locked, he quirked an eyebrow, and

catching the exchange, clapped Bryan on the back and teased him, throwing a knowing look

a mix of sweetness and sorrow, cherishing the recognition as a couple yet aware

had expected, Eileen avoided beef, settling for vegetables. Thankfully,

midnight, Bryan extricated himself from a tipsy Maney and nudged Kristi

get Maney drunk,” Kristi half-scalded. “Eileen, please give him a talking-to on

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

with Maney, while Eileen and Bryan retreated to

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

cast the moonlight in a

view, Bryan’s presence by her side stirring a sense of contentment within

satisfied to have the chance to stay here with

interrupted the moment. A quick glance at the caller ID and a nod to Eileen,

urgency. “What’s the deal with that message

received a message from Bryan. “Help

had left Jacob puzzling over

It’s better in your hands, but keep

“Ah, got it. Kian’s involvement means a delicate touch, and Eileen… She’s not one to make

to hear more. His attention was pulled back as Eileen moved into the dressing

phone and gently pushed the dressing room

which she lifted slightly, revealing the smooth curve of her belly and the soft contour of

Bryan through the crack of the door, arms folded, watching

her shirt

cheeks bloomed with embarrassment, the flush spreading to her

knock? It’s rude to just watch someone change,”

the door wider with his foot, sauntering in while his fingers worked the buttons of his

his shirt, unveiling the

“You can shower first since you have

her lips when she felt his hand on her wrist. Before she could react, she found herself in the bathroom with

hissed to life, water cascading down and soaking her hair, her shirt clinging

she was caught in Bryan’s intent

you promised Mrs. Hamilton you’d set me straight tonight,” Bryan

things continued like this, it would be a rough night for her. Tomorrow’s party

hardly think I’m

Bryan narrowed his eyes slightly as he tightened his grip on her waist, knowing it was a

around his neck and

breath quickened, and he began

again,” he

repeated, her voice a gentle

felt different, special—unlike

kissing her softly, their exchange of tender kisses leaving