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.”

said this with a serious look, causing Eileen’s ears to

for several days after that day in the mall. She hadn’t

delicate flakes. Clad in her thick down jacket, she buried her hands in her pockets as she trudged two streets. By the

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

shifted slightly and drew her in, spinning her around to lean against the car before bending down to gently kiss her. “Lipstick?” he asked, picking

cold, and my lips get dry.” Instead of lipstick, she applied fruit-flavored lip balm. She looked up at Bryan, her clear eyes reflecting his striking features. Bryan’s eyes were full of

nodded, his hand sliding down her arm to

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

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

him. “I’ve got some

slightly and casually replied, “No need.” He stepped forward, scooped her up in his arms, and headed for the stairs, his deep

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 hug Bryan. He appeared to be asleep already, with a light blanket

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

words. Yet, having been hurt so often, Eileen managed to answer calmly despite the ache in

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

in a traffic jam and realized they wouldn’t reach Aaron’s place until around

driving, said this with a serious look, causing Eileen’s ears to flush with embarrassment. As expected, when they arrived at the Clarkson

breakfast for Ruby. Without time for her own meal, she rushed to

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,

the bus, Eileen found Ruby had put a warm egg in her bag, still hot with the shell thoughtfully removed. After transferring buses twice, she

“I’m tied up today and won’t be here. Feel free