Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 100

Chapter 100:

Before Eileen had a chance to reply, Aaron was already bubbling over with enthusiasm, guiding Harlan through the rules.

Eileen glanced at Bryan, who was enjoying his meal with an air of detachment, as though the upcoming match held little weight for him.

With no other options, Eileen found herself listening to Aaron’s rule briefing, eating little of her food.

Aaron, in his zest, didn’t have the mood to continue his learning session. After the meal, he decided to start the game soon.

Harlan, ever cooperative, partnered with Aaron to transform their backyard into an impromptu basketball arena.

Eileen faced a snag of her own. Her attire, a short skirt paired with high heels, was far from ideal for sports.

Observing the ready court, she pressed her lips together.

“Retrieve your outfit from the car. Make sure you’ve changed before returning,” Bryan said. Suddenly, the familiar car key materialized before Eileen.

Bryan extended the key to Eileen, and she furrowed her brow in mild surprise.

Grasping the key, she pivoted and strode across the stone-adorned path.

At the car’s trunk, a moment’s hesitation gave way to resolve, and she lifted the lid to reveal a set of women’s athletic wear, brand tags still affixed.

The garments were her size, a perfect fit. With the shopping bag in hand, Eileen slipped into the car to change.

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While changing, a flood of memories washed over Eileen—memories of moments shared with Bryan in this very car, on this very seat.

The thoughts turned her cheeks red. She hastened her change of clothes and stepped out, only to find Bryan standing near the car, a cigarette held casually between his fingers. At the sound of the door, he glanced back.

Eileen was now clad in gem-blue sportswear, the logo on her chest matching Bryan’s.

The clothes showcased her great figure clearly.

Bryan caught a glimpse of her blushing ears, an eyebrow arching playfully as his lips tilted into a subtle smile.

“Let’s go,” he said.

With a flick, he discarded the ashes and strolled back, nonchalantly tossing the cigarette end into a nearby bin.

As Eileen trailed behind, she smelled the mixed scents of tobacco and pine on him.

Taking a deep breath, she composed herself, her thoughts pivoting back to the matter of the competition.

Unbeknownst to them, in the periphery, a car was stationed. Its occupant had been discreetly capturing the scene since Eileen had emerged from Bryan’s car.

A hand stealthily emerged from the slightly ajar window, maneuvering a phone to capture photos and record videos.

the house, the observer from the car hurried to

delayed; Eileen’s lack of skills in dribbling was apparent. So Bryan took a pause, dedicating a brief lesson for

umbrella, Harlan and

Eileen?” Aaron

would I bother?” Harlan’s response came laced with frustration. “It’s clear

started imparting a one-on-one lesson to Aaron—an

Aaron leaned closer, his voice

abuzz. Bryan’s married, and there’s talk of infidelity. We hold the moral high

met Aaron’s forehead with a quick tap, cutting him short. “Ignore the rumors. Focus on the fact he’s your tutor. We need him. Any concerns wait

his gaze returning to the impromptu court, where he sighed at the sight. “They look

and clad in athletic wear, carried the youthful air of

it didn’t overshadow his charm, which complemented

minutes later, the competition officially began. Eileen, still green in the sport, struggled to keep hold of the

Bryan had the upper hand over

for a coffee break. Meanwhile, Eileen was on

norm for an intern like Eileen, yet

had hoped to exchange shifts for the coming week, but Eileen, needing to tutor Aaron,

but she must

Eileen’s gaze landed on Bryan. He was

with a question. “This sportswear… Did

in the air that perhaps Bryan

Bryan

was instinctive, but it loosened her hair,

her cheeks were flushed,

slightly through parted lips, she

himself drawn to Eileen’s lips,

to him, particularly because it had been so

a moment

breath mingled with his, the air charged

signaled for

warning, Bryan looked down,

prepared coffee. It might be good for you to join him,” Eileen suggested

his voice laced with frustration, “I have no taste

her eyes, she caught a glimpse of him adjusting his attire hastily,

mirrored in

flushed cheeks betrayed her inner

remained inside, allowing them a

ended in the

leave. Bryan handed Eileen the car

brief pause, Eileen took the car key and settled into the

gestured toward a spot

of the reason but

in a car window as he rapped on the

the window, greeting