Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 85

Chapter 85:

“Thank you, Miss Warren,” Eileen said.

Eileen was familiar with the behavior that aimed to flaunt her close ties to the Dawson family and her elevated social standing.

She lowered her head and focused on the food in her bowl, consuming only what was directly in front of her. She finished before anyone else, putting down her fork and quietly waiting for the meal to end.

During the meal, Vivian engaged in conversation with Stella, predominantly reminiscing about her past experiences with Bryan, highlighting amusing incidents from her numerous visits to the Dawson Mansion.

Stella remained aloof throughout the conversation, occasionally replying with brief remarks.

As Vivian noticed Stella’s waning interest, she grew quiet.

Bryan was the one who broke the awkward silence by standing up and serving Vivian some fish. Additionally, he moved a dish with a lighter flavor from in front of himself to Vivian.

“If memory serves me right, you’re fond of this dish. Better eat it quickly before it cools down,” Bryan said.

Eileen, with downcast eyes, felt a pang in her heart, her lips tightening as she observed him return to his seat, his graceful hand reaching for a napkin to dab his mouth.

His effortless movements exuded a relaxed charm, his gaze warmly fixed on Vivian.

“Okay,” Vivian said with a smile, her eyes sparkling with delight.

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Stella shot a glance at Bryan, her expression darkening.

Bryan continued as if he hadn’t noticed, seamlessly picking up the conversation where Vivian had left off.

His captivating voice filled the dining room, drawing Vivian into a lively discussion, their laughter echoing through the room.

For Eileen, the scene was painful to witness.

“Frill,” Stella said, setting down her fork and walking over to Bryan. She gave him a pat on the shoulder. “Memories are precious, especially those that can never be recreated. If you two don’t take the time to reminisce, you might forget them entirely,” she said.

Then, she turned to Eileen, “Eileen, let’s not interrupt their trip down memory lane. Come with me.”

Without even glancing at Bryan, Eileen rose and followed Stella, leaving behind a heavy silence that seemed to amplify the sound of her own heartbeat.

Stella guided Eileen to the elevator, ascending to the glass greenhouse on the top floor, where rainwater cascaded down the windows.

Inside, vibrant lights illuminated the blooming flowers, casting a surreal beauty.

“Pass me the watering can,” Stella said, pointing at the long-spouted container in the corner.

Eileen hurried over, presenting it to Stella with both hands.

As Stella meticulously watered the flowers, she asked, “How long have you been working with Bryan?”

“More than three years,” Eileen replied.

“What’s your impression of him?” Stella asked as she led the way watering the plants.

steps, caught off guard by the

replying, “Mr. Dawson is a highly competent

myself. I’m asking about

clear eyes reflected Stella’s image as she stood

even qualified

“Do you think he and Vivian are

the watering can and settled into a

drumming of raindrops against the glass reverberated loudly,

not my place to comment on Mr. Dawson’s character,”

frowned disapprovingly. “You’re too timid,” she

offering a smile in

with the fragrance of flowers, and the temperature difference caused the

“It’s late; you should

replied, walking Stella back to her room before texting

knowing which room was Bryan’s, Eileen felt it inappropriate

Dawson has asked

Bryan’s response was prompt.

“Come to the garage.”

aback, Eileen glanced around the deserted living room

thunder and rain outside. Through the car window, the glow of the phone screen

approached the car

relaxed as

climb in, Bryan swiftly pulled her onto

Eileen braced herself against the seat behind him, noticing its warmth indicating he had been there

for me to spend the night in the car?” she

slightly as he leaned back, his breath brushing against

you to the guest

his unspoken

you concerned about being found by Stella?” she asked,

and the garage door locked with a security code.

found it amusing; she couldn’t shake the thought of Bryan sharing sweet memories with Vivian just an

he was

were in turmoil, but Bryan

passionate kisses while gradually

air inside the car was heating up quickly as their intimacy

was not Eileen’s first time in a car, it was her first in

the chest that she cried out, snapping back to see

plunging them both into

in the car, a melodious sound that Bryan couldn’t get enough

seat, spent, while Bryan

on her fair cheek was gentle and considerate, softening Eileen’s

Bryan suddenly produced,

accepted the card, offering a smile. “Thank you,

gaze intensify, his

me and money, which is more tempting to

lump in her throat, torn between her heart’s inclination towards Bryan the person and

knew that whatever her answer was, he would likely not