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.

to the house, the observer from the car hurried to

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

the sun umbrella, Harlan and Aaron watched Bryan

pursuing Eileen?” Aaron nudged

with frustration. “It’s

only surfaced for Harlan when Bryan started imparting a one-on-one lesson to Aaron—an unexpected

still hope,” Aaron leaned closer,

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

rumors. Focus on the fact he’s your tutor. We need him. Any concerns wait until after your

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

her hair swept into a bun and clad in athletic wear, carried

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

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

hand over both

thirty minutes, called for a coffee break. Meanwhile, Eileen was on

like Eileen, yet the regulars, Essie and Aniya,

had hoped to exchange shifts for the coming week, but

didn’t reply more, but she

phone, Eileen’s gaze landed on Bryan. He was leaning nonchalantly under the

question. “This sportswear… Did you

air that perhaps Bryan had anticipated playing

that a problem?” Bryan turned to face

Eileen’s head was instinctive, but it loosened her hair, some

cheeks were flushed, a

slightly through parted lips, she uttered, “Thank

found himself drawn to

him, particularly because it

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

mingled with his, the

gentle nudge, Eileen signaled for

down, his gaze heavy with

It might be good for

his voice laced with

she caught a glimpse of him adjusting his attire hastily,

discomfort was mirrored in his

flushed cheeks betrayed

remained inside, allowing them a prolonged moment of solitude before

game ended in

Bryan prepared to leave. Bryan handed Eileen the car key. “Let’s return together,”

and settled into

gestured toward a spot nearby. “Wait for

of the reason but following

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

the window, greeting Bryan with