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.”

more interested in you,” Bryan, who was driving, said this with a serious

attendance bonuses for taking the day off, she agreed. Eileen hadn’t seen Bryan for several days after that day in the mall. She hadn’t expected to see him again until their weekend tutoring session with Aaron, but to her surprise, she bumped into

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

sound of 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

the car before bending down to gently kiss her.

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

his hand sliding

new men’s slippers

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

She turned to face him. “I’ve got some ingredients. I could

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

the sofa near the bed. Every time they made love, Eileen found herself lost in the make-believe world of their love. But

her fingertips lightly touching the bank card, Eileen didn’t smile this time and tucked it into the bedside drawer. She paused briefly and

out to touch his neck gently, only for him to suddenly grab her hand.

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

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

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

driving, said this with a

following day, before dawn, Eileen only bought breakfast for Ruby. Without time for her own meal, she rushed to catch the bus. Ruby watched

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

put a warm egg in her bag, still hot with the shell thoughtfully removed. After transferring buses twice, she arrived at Harlan’s mansion right on time

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