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.

returned to the house, the observer from the car hurried to the fence to snap more

of skills in dribbling was apparent. So Bryan took a pause, dedicating a brief lesson for her

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

still pursuing Eileen?” Aaron nudged his

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

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

there’s still hope,” Aaron

married, and there’s talk of infidelity.

cutting him short. “Ignore the rumors. Focus on the fact he’s your tutor.

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

clad in athletic wear,

evident, yet it didn’t overshadow his

Eileen, still green in the sport, struggled to keep hold of the ball, which Aaron often snagged

over

called for a coffee break. Meanwhile, Eileen

norm for an intern like Eileen, yet the regulars, Essie and Aniya, were tied to the store’s

for the coming week, but

but she must be

phone, Eileen’s gaze landed on Bryan. He

a question. “This sportswear… Did you prepare

implication hung in the air that perhaps Bryan had anticipated playing basketball

that a problem?” Bryan turned to face

but it loosened her hair, some strands cascading onto her

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

lips,

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

allure was undeniable, and resistance seemed a foreign concept to him, particularly because

longing, and in a

with his, the

signaled for restraint, a

down, his gaze

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

his voice laced with frustration, “I

him adjusting his attire hastily, ensuring his

discomfort was mirrored in

her flushed cheeks

astute as ever, remained inside, allowing them a

game ended in the

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

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

spot nearby. “Wait for me

of the reason

figure reflecting in a car window as he rapped

seated inside the car, rolled down the window, greeting Bryan with a resigned smile.