Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 112

Chapter 112:

Eileen finished work early that evening and, on a whim, decided to go to the underground supermarket. She ended up buying a lot of ingredients. With a heavy bag in hand, she trudged two blocks home, her arm throbbing with fatigue.

As she reached her place, she noticed the lights were on inside, and her heart skipped a beat. Bryan must be here. As she opened the door and stepped inside, a pair of strong hands reached out to relieve her of the heavy shopping bag.

“What’s this for? Did you expect me to drop by?” Bryan asked with a smile.

Bryan observed that the ingredients in the shopping bag would be sufficient for the two of them to eat for several days. After changing her shoes, Eileen shed her down jacket. She explained, “I finished work early and impulsively decided to go shopping. Once I was at the supermarket, I couldn’t resist buying everything in sight.”

She trailed behind him into the kitchen and opened the fridge, but she was surprised to find it already stocked with ingredients. Eileen’s eyes widened as she turned to face Bryan, who stood at the dining table, his brow furrowed in concentration. Eileen asked, “You also went shopping?”

“The fridge can be rearranged to accommodate more items,” Bryan said. Then he quickly emptied the shopping bag and started to reorganize the fridge.

an unspoken understanding. Eileen opted to stick to cleaning and cutting the vegetables, sparing herself the embarrassment of showcasing her culinary skills in front of Bryan. As she washed the vegetables, her

wet from washing the vegetables, she glanced at the screen and saw an unknown number flashing. “Can you answer that for me?” she asked

dare you ask your boss to fire Judie? Are you completely

than Denise Moran, Eileen’s estranged biological mother, whose voice Eileen had instantly recognized despite

the

know it’s because Roderick visited your company, seeking compensation, leaving you reeling embarrassed and exposed, right? He only did that because he

to end the call. She pressed her lips together, her eyes narrowing as she studied the man framed in the office’s open

hard to read his thoughts. The phone in her hand jolted her again with the same unwanted call. She swiftly rejected it, then silenced her phone and flipped it face-down

then Bryan moved. He grabbed a can of salad dressing and put it

the kitchen to resume preparing the ingredients. Bryan cooked up a storm, serving

she encountered Bryan emerging from the bathroom, his sturdy chest glistening with droplets

his shampoo lingered, teasing her senses. Eileen’s ears flushed crimson as she struggled to maintain her composure. She said, “The pajamas you wore last time are still wet from the

to me.” Bryan’s deep, raspy voice was a rich baritone that rumbled over Eileen, causing her to tense up. She spun around and hurried into the cloakroom, emerging with the pajamas and placing them