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.

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

let Stella do that

a tinge of blame, making it seem like she believed

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

you pause to consider your prospects before speaking to me in such a way? Bryan and I will tie the knot eventually,

interjected, “Your warnings are a record stuck on repeat. I’ve heard it all, from you and your brother both. Let’s drop the act until the wedding,

color drained from Vivian’s

simply moved past her and

her if Vivian and

change

for her. She didn’t need

seething at her desk, mumbled to herself, “How dare she speak to me in that way? Is it because she’s pregnant, or is it because Stella dislikes me?” Her voice was

Their last exchange was still fresh, with Vivian talking about how Eileen

before that Eileen’s stepmother is fighting cancer and that the costs are steep.

been pouring her funds

further, “What is her stepmother’s name? And what is the name of the hospital where her stepmother’s being

might have known about this information, but he had cautioned

was a dead end. She had

decided to reach out to Benjamin, hoping for

about Ruby’s illness, keeping her name and the

Vivian stirring up strife. He pondered deeply before taking a discreet

on a course of action, he sent an anonymous

is digging for details

of the afternoon sun, which made her feel a bit

as

wasted no time and

the nurses to keep her identity away from prying eyes,”

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

More than anything, I want her to have peace in the hospital,”

“Given the length of her stay, hiding her ward would be tricky. Perhaps transferring her to a VIP ward would work. There,

went there and inquired about Ruby, they would

cost of a VIP ward was steep, and Eileen’s resolve

Emilio. He said, “Concerned about expenses? I forgot to mention the

mask her

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

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

way,” Eileen responded

for Bryan’s office and

“I need to

nodding. “Go ahead. And

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