Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 109

Chapter 109:

“Are you drunk?” Eileen caught the strong scent of alcohol on Bryan. Bryan nodded, his hand sliding down her arm to hold her wrist. He led her toward the apartment.

Eileen unlocked the door and changed her shoes. “Have you eaten?” Bryan noticed the new men’s slippers Eileen had set out, raised an eyebrow slightly, and slipped them on.

“Yeah,” Eileen responded, removing her down jacket and hanging it up. As she turned around, she saw Bryan taking off his coat. She naturally took it from him to hang it as well.

“What about you?” She turned to face him. “I’ve got some ingredients. I could make you something.”

Bryan furrowed his brow slightly and casually replied, “No need.” He stepped forward, scooped her up in his arms, and headed for the stairs, his deep voice filling her ears. “Let’s get started.” He seemed eager, likely due to the alcohol, as he often desired her after a few drinks.

The bed was not enough for him today; they also did it in the bathtub and on the sofa near the bed. Every time they made love, Eileen found herself lost in the make-believe world of their love. But the fantasy was always ruined by the card that Bryan handed to her afterwards. His face would then turn cold, the warmth vanishing from his dark eyes.

With her fingertips lightly touching the bank card, Eileen didn’t smile this time and tucked it into the bedside drawer. She paused briefly and then turned to hug Bryan. He appeared to be asleep already, with a light blanket draped over his lower half outlining his form.

Eileen’s gaze drifted to his appealing Adam’s apple, which she had just nibbled on in a moment of desire. She reached out to touch his neck gently, only for him to suddenly grab her hand. Without opening his eyes, he said, “Do you really need money that badly?”

Eileen was taken aback by his harsh words. Yet, having been hurt so often, Eileen managed to answer calmly despite the ache in her heart. “Thank you, Mr. Dawson, for your generosity. Consider this time a gift from me.”

She was stubborn, which eventually led to regret. Bryan, who had been resting just moments ago, was now ready for another round. He said, “The gifted ones are said to be better than the bought ones. I hope that’s true.” His strong hand intertwined with hers, the veins slightly prominent. She felt too weak to react and silently vowed not to do this again.

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The next morning, running an hour late for the tutoring sessions with Aaron, Eileen and Bryan got stuck in a traffic jam and realized they wouldn’t reach Aaron’s place until around lunchtime. Eileen complained, “Mr. Dawson, we can’t let this happen again. Tutoring Aaron is a real job, and we need to be professional.”

Bryan, who was driving, said this with a serious look, causing Eileen’s ears to flush with embarrassment. As

days after that day in the mall. She hadn’t expected to

delicate flakes. Clad in her thick down jacket, she buried her hands in her pockets as she trudged two streets. By the light of the streetlamp at her house’s entrance, a familiar car was parked; Bryan leaned casually against it, a cigarette burning slowly between his fingers. Snowflakes dusted his hair too, showing he had been

Eileen’s footsteps, allowing her to draw near unnoticed until she reached the back of the car. That was when Bryan finally looked her way. “Maybe I should have given you a key so you wouldn’t be stuck outside,” Eileen said, but Bryan wasn’t listening; he was too focused on her small, palm-sized face

slightly and drew her in, spinning her around to lean against the car before bending

applied fruit-flavored lip balm. She looked

Bryan nodded, his hand sliding down her arm to hold her wrist. He led

the door and changed her shoes. “Have you eaten?” Bryan noticed the new

around, she saw Bryan taking off his coat. She naturally took it from

him. “I’ve got some ingredients. I could

the stairs, his deep voice

him today; they also did it in the bathtub and on the sofa near the bed. Every time they made love, Eileen found herself lost in the make-believe world of their love. But the fantasy was always ruined by the card that Bryan handed to her afterwards. His face would then turn cold, the

and then turned

to his appealing Adam’s apple, which she had just nibbled on in a moment of desire. She reached out to touch his neck gently, only for

having been hurt so often, Eileen managed to answer calmly despite the ache in her heart. “Thank you, Mr. Dawson, for your generosity. Consider

ago, was now ready for another round. He said, “The gifted ones are said to be better than the bought ones. I hope that’s true.” His strong hand intertwined with hers, the veins slightly prominent. She felt too

the tutoring sessions with Aaron, Eileen and Bryan got stuck in a traffic jam and realized they wouldn’t reach Aaron’s place until around lunchtime. Eileen complained, “Mr. Dawson,

I’m more interested in you,” Bryan, who was driving, said this with a serious look, causing Eileen’s ears

family’s residence, so the following day, before dawn, Eileen only bought breakfast for Ruby. Without time for her own meal, she rushed to catch the bus. Ruby watched from the window as Eileen darted to

properties listed under his name? Just curious.” Winona assumed Ruby was pondering whether Eileen would have a home after marrying Huey and quickly listed several properties owned by Huey, explaining, “But he bought those properties to avoid me. Now that he’s getting along with Eileen, I leave him be. He’s in the studio

still hot with the shell

up today and won’t be here. Feel free to manage Aaron’s lessons however you think