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.

Eileen and Bryan returned to the house, the observer from the car

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

the shade of the sun umbrella,

still pursuing Eileen?” Aaron nudged his father with a tentative

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

started imparting a one-on-one lesson to Aaron—an unexpected turn that suggested something

still hope,” Aaron leaned closer, his

and there’s talk of infidelity.

with a quick tap, cutting him short. “Ignore the rumors. Focus on the fact he’s your tutor. We

gaze returning to the impromptu court, where he sighed at the

clad in athletic wear, carried the

it didn’t overshadow his

green in the sport, struggled to keep hold of the

upper hand over

a coffee break. Meanwhile, Eileen was on a bench, immersed in

an intern like Eileen, yet the

to exchange shifts for the coming week, but Eileen,

more, but she must

on Bryan. He was

approached with a question. “This sportswear… Did you prepare it in

the air that perhaps

problem?” Bryan turned to

head was instinctive, but it loosened her

rust had little to cool her; her cheeks were flushed, a sheen of perspiration on her

parted lips,

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

was undeniable, and resistance seemed a foreign concept to him, particularly because it had been so long since he had been intimate

an intense longing, and in a moment of imbalance, Eileen found

his, the air

gentle nudge, Eileen signaled for restraint, a silent plea

down, his gaze heavy

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

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

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

discomfort was mirrored in his

she looked away, her flushed

ever, remained inside, allowing them a prolonged moment of solitude before restarting

game ended

the day’s activities winding down, Eileen and Bryan prepared to leave. Bryan handed Eileen the

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

a spot nearby. “Wait

unsure of the reason but following his

in the opposite direction, his figure reflecting in a car

window, greeting Bryan with