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.

the first aid kit in her grasp. “Mr. Dawson’s wound needed attention. His grandmother hit

you let Stella do that to him? Why didn’t you

tinge of blame, making it seem like she believed

reasons for Mr. Dawson’s predicament. Such things are not within my power to prevent. If you think you’re capable of stopping such

prospects before speaking to me in such a way? Bryan

heard it all, from you and your brother both. Let’s drop the

color drained from Vivian’s face, her

moved past her

her if Vivian and Bryan got

wouldn’t change

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

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

Judie. Their last exchange was

message, seeking confirmation. “Judie, you’ve said before that Eileen’s stepmother is fighting cancer and

“Eileen’s been pouring her funds into her stepmother’s care, leaving

prodded further, “What is her stepmother’s name? And what is the name of

have known about this information, but he had cautioned Vivian against hasty moves concerning Eileen,

a dead end. She had

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

details about Ruby’s illness, keeping

of Vivian

of action, he sent an

digging for details about

the soft glow of the afternoon sun, which

then, her eyes widened as

no time

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

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

complicated. More than anything, I want her to have peace in the

her stay, hiding her ward would be tricky. Perhaps transferring her to a

there and inquired about Ruby, they

was steep, and Eileen’s resolve wavered in the face of the

moment, a realization dawned on Emilio. He said, “Concerned about expenses? I forgot to mention the cost of your mother’s treatment has reverted to the trial

mask

such leniency. Someone must have been behind this. Eileen said, “Dr. White, could you possibly investigate who’s helping us with that? Also, help

silent supporter. As for the transfer, I’ll need your signature to start the process. You’ll have to

my way,” Eileen responded before ending

rose with purpose, heading for Bryan’s office and brushing past Vivian’s icy stare without a

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

ahead. And remember, if you

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