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.

Bryan returned to the house, the observer from the car hurried to the

in dribbling was apparent. So Bryan took a pause, dedicating a brief

the shade of the sun umbrella, Harlan and Aaron watched Bryan and

are you still pursuing Eileen?” Aaron nudged his

would I bother?” Harlan’s response came laced with

Harlan when Bryan started imparting a one-on-one lesson to Aaron—an

Aaron

talk of infidelity. We hold the

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

his lips, his gaze returning to the impromptu court, where he

bun and clad in athletic wear, carried the youthful air of a high school

Bryan’s maturity was evident, yet it didn’t overshadow his charm,

the competition officially began. Eileen, still green in the sport, struggled to

Bryan had the upper hand over both Aaron and Harlan in

after thirty minutes, called for a coffee break.

like Eileen, yet the regulars, Essie

to exchange shifts for the coming week,

more, but

Eileen’s gaze landed on Bryan. He was leaning nonchalantly

“This sportswear… Did

in the air that perhaps Bryan

Bryan turned

shake of Eileen’s head was instinctive, but it loosened

little to cool her; her cheeks were flushed, a sheen

through parted lips,

tightened as he found himself drawn to Eileen’s lips, kissing her on

a foreign concept to him, particularly because

an intense longing, and in a moment

breath mingled with his, the air

Eileen signaled for restraint, a silent plea for

silent warning, Bryan looked down, his gaze

has prepared coffee. It might be good

Bryan finally responded, his voice laced with frustration, “I have no

a glimpse of him adjusting his attire

mirrored

her flushed cheeks betrayed

inside, allowing them a

game ended

the day’s activities winding down, Eileen and Bryan prepared to leave. Bryan handed Eileen the car key. “Let’s return together,” he

Eileen took the car key and settled into the driver’s seat, noticing Bryan

gestured toward a spot nearby. “Wait for me

nodded, unsure of the reason but

the opposite direction, his figure reflecting in a car window as he rapped on the

rolled down the window, greeting Bryan with a resigned smile. “Mr.