Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 80

Chapter 80:

Eileen stood rooted to the spot, Bryan’s words leaving her speechless.

When she glanced down, his face was so near that his nose was nearly touching her chin.

Her own reflection danced in the depths of his eyes, a blush creeping across her cheeks. With a gulp, she steadied herself.

Bryan coaxed her chin downward with a gentle touch, his breath warm on her skin. Their lips brushed in a tender prelude.

“Is it over or not?” he asked again, the words thick with anticipation.

Eileen said, her voice barely above a whisper, “It’s… not over yet.”

Without warning, Bryan’s lips claimed hers in a fervent kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, inviting her onto his lap.

Her hands found sanctuary on his shoulders, her pulse racing.

His touch was a soft flame through the fabric of her shirt, sending shivers down her spine.

Lost in the moment, Eileen was startled into clarity by the sight of charred paper in a nearby bin.

“We’re still at work,” she said, pulling back from his advance and resting against his shoulder.

Bryan reclined, his head finding support. As Eileen faced him again, his throat moved rhythmically, catching her attention.

Eileen’s fingers traced a path to his throat, the playful gesture ensnaring him in a web of desire.

Mᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟs.ᴄᴏᴍ

Bryan’s restraint wavered under her caress, the touch at his throat nearly making him unable to control himself.

But Eileen was just doing it thinking that his Adam’s apple was attractive. As Bryan’s breath hitched, she withdrew her hand, halting the dance of their close encounter.

Rising, she adjusted her attire and said, “The injury has been tended to. Shall I go back to work now?”

Bryan’s response was a nod, giving away nothing of his flustered state.

Eileen took the first aid kit and left the office.

Upon leaving, she found Vivian perched at her station, an earlier absence filled.

Vivian’s brow furrowed in suspicion at Eileen’s appearance from Bryan’s office.

“Why were you in his office just now? It’s lunchtime, isn’t it?” Vivian asked.

in her grasp. “Mr.

accusation to concern. “And you let Stella do that to him?

tinge of blame, making it seem like she believed Bryan had

to spell out the reasons for Mr. Dawson’s predicament. Such things are not within my power to prevent. If you think you’re

of disapproval. “Do you pause to consider your prospects before speaking to me in such a way?

“Your warnings are a record stuck on repeat. I’ve heard it all, from

drained from Vivian’s

moved past

it matter to her if Vivian and Bryan got

change

absence of affection was already a bitter pill for her. She didn’t need

dare she speak to me in that way? Is it because she’s pregnant, or is it because Stella dislikes me?” Her voice was but a whisper in the office. “Changing Stella’s opinion about me can wait.

a conversation with Judie. Their last exchange was still fresh, with Vivian talking

“Judie, you’ve said before that Eileen’s stepmother is fighting cancer and that the costs are steep.

her funds into her stepmother’s care,

is the name of the

about this information, but he had cautioned Vivian against hasty

dead end. She

of thought, Vivian decided to reach out to Benjamin, hoping for a subtler approach regarding

keeping her

mind raced with the possibility of Vivian

he sent an anonymous text to

for details about

of the afternoon sun, which made her

eyes widened as the text

time

it’s crucial that my mother’s information remains under wraps. Please instruct the nurses to keep her identity away from prying eyes,” she said

request setting off alarm bells. “That would be hard. Your mother is

want her

her ward would be tricky. Perhaps transferring her to a VIP ward would work. There, privacy is the

and inquired about

ward was steep, and Eileen’s resolve

on Emilio. He said, “Concerned about expenses? I forgot

couldn’t mask

to show such leniency. Someone must have been behind this. Eileen said, “Dr. White, could you

I’ll need your signature

Eileen responded before ending

office and brushing past Vivian’s icy stare without

his desk, she kept her voice steady. “I need to leave for a

considering, before nodding. “Go ahead. And remember, if you need assistance, I’m