Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 113

Chapter 113:

“I bought it in a moment of haste,” Eileen whispered in explanation.

Bryan arched an eyebrow and then changed the topic, “Why didn’t you explain things to me?”

He finally brought it up with her. Foreseeing his curiosity, Eileen had been pondering how to respond during dinner. She wondered if it was better to confess that his misinterpretation of her had been the source of her sadness, and that his hurtful words had pierced her heart.

A subtle smile played on her lips as she replied, “It’s unnecessary.” Considering their relationship, she saw no need to elaborate further.

Bryan’s face clouded over, and he somehow felt irritated. Was she not afraid that his misunderstanding would threaten to irreparably damage their bond? He smiled sarcastically and replied, “You’re right.” He threw the cigarette butt, drank his coffee, and began to unbutton his shirt, revealing a hint of his chest.

As he unbuttoned his shirt, his chiseled chest came into view, showcasing his athletic build. His brooding gaze was the only thing that kept Eileen from succumbing to the temptation of his charm.

Dinner had been a pleasant affair, with their misunderstanding neatly cleared up. Yet, his face now was dark, suggesting a fresh tension had taken hold.

Eileen was baffled, unable to comprehend the sudden shift in his behavior. Yet he began to lavish her with ardent kisses, as if he sought to punish her. But then, he became tender: He cradled her face, kissing her eyes with a softness that belied his rough hands. The low, raspy tone of his voice, combined with his heated breathing, enveloped her senses.

Her lashes quivered softly as she stared at him, his face tender with love for her. Since that night, Bryan began living with her in that house. Daily visits became his routine, and when time permitted, he would go the extra mile, walking to Vicin Mall to escort her home. He would envelop her hand with his in his coat pocket as they strolled together.

offices on the second, and staff accommodations on the third. At noon, Huey treated his staff to lunch

lunch today.” He put his hands on the

dropped to her plate, the food barely touched, before she lifted them to meet Huey’s with a question. “Why?

the calendar from her desk and tapped on the marked date. “Isn’t

indeed Bailee’s birthday, a day she had marked on her calendar with a circle. But she

you

grabbed her coat, and followed Huey out. In her haste, she tripped on the stairs, but Huey’s prompt reaction ensured her safety, his

playfully flicked her forehead, his eyes sparkling with concern as he teased,

flushing pink as she ducked her head, her shyness momentarily

tracks when they saw Ruby standing a short distance

in surprise. She walked to Ruby, asking, “Mom, what are you doing here? Why

touch. Ruby’s gaze was cold, her eyes seeming to regard Bailee as

to Huey, her face apologetic, and said, “Huey, I’m so sorry. Maybe we can

away, hands in his pockets. After a moment, he turned and went back to

towards a smelly ditch. Bailee grabbed Ruby’s arm to stop her, saying, “Mom, wait! Let’s talk here. Don’t

was met with a stinging slap

you and Huey? What are