Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 121

Chapter 121

Chapter 121:

Eileen found herself locked in Bryan’s gaze, firmly stating, “I told you, I’m only interested in your money. You might be important to others, but to me, you’re just a convenient source of income.”

Bryan felt a piercing pain as her words hit him, shattering his heart.

His face turned cold.

Realizing her words hadn’t quite made the mark she intended, Eileen pressed on, her voice sharp as she delivered the cruel truths. “Apart from your money, I feel nothing for you. You have Vivian in your heart, a wife at home, and me in your bed. You’re despicable. Without your wealth, do you think I would have stayed by your side?”

Her wrist was abruptly released, sending her staggering back into the cane chair, her hair falling across her face in disarray.

Through her tangle, she saw Bryan’s forehead vein bulging, his jaw clenched tightly.

She had never seen him so engulfed with rage, and it was clear she was the trigger.

Bryan loosened his tie and pinched the bridge of his nose, a gesture of deep frustration.

Then, suddenly leaning forward, he gripped the edges of the cane chair, glaring down at her. “Eileen, you truly are heartless. After all the kindness I’ve shown you over the years, this is how you repay me?”

He sneered, his anger boiling over into a cynical laugh, his hands whitening as he gripped the chair even tighter.

Eileen, however, curled up, resigned to his wrath. Hidden beneath her tousled hair, warm tears began to stream down, cooling as they trickled along her neck.

The lingering scent of smoke quickly faded. It was because Bryan left in a huff. Shirt-clad and seething, he kicked a small stool out of his way with a loud thud and stormed out.

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His angry silhouette disappeared through the doorway, and the faint hum of his car slowly faded into the distance.

The door stood slightly open, letting in a gust that brushed against Eileen’s face, yet she appeared unaffected by the chill.

With empty eyes, she scanned the dim room, a place dense with memories despite her short stay.

Her phone’s ring suddenly cut through the silence, disrupting the tranquility of her reflections.

It was Kian on the line, but Bailee was the one who spoke.

“Eileen, don’t worry, okay?” Bailee said.

“Just hang tight. Once I sort everything out, I’ll let you go,” Eileen responded, her voice thick with emotion.

“Okay,” Bailee said, a trace of panic detectable in her reply.

Kian grabbed the phone, pressing Eileen to finalize everything by the next day before he abruptly

that was devoid of food and drink. Although Benjamin suggested going

which he

the ropes around Bailee’s wrists and murmured, “Don’t

at him, her expression uncertain, then quickly

and he seemed poised to say

she rushed to

looked cheap, making Kian’s refined presence seem even more out of place in

sit, instead standing to smoke in the middle

few small bugs, flying

anger, Bailee grabbed a vase and threw it

car accident, causing blood to stream

your sister are monsters! My mother

composure, Kian pulled her hand away with a firm grip and frowned. “If Eileen had cooperated

you think you can bully us because we’re less privileged and poorer? How dare you try to control our lives? Are you

for

path decisively. “Mr. Warren has never used life as a threat. He would stoop to murder,” he

the collision with Benjamin, Bailee paused, then turned to look at

and astonished tone, said, “Eileen

fear. “You tried to leverage my sister with threats about my virginity, right? Well,

and that was to avoid causing

in a swift motion, she removed her sweater and lifted her undershirt to reveal

Bailee and guiding her back to the bedroom. His voice was low and urgent. “Don’t act rashly. Eileen has already complied with Mr. Warren’s demands.

left the room, closing the

living room, Kian stood still,

away, seemingly indifferent to the pain. A

Meanwhile, at Dawson Mansion,

opposite Stella, who wore a

Eileen understood it meant divorcing Bryan. Yet, she found herself lacking the courage

you for so long. Thank you for protecting my position as Mr. Dawson’s wife. But I don’t feel worthy of Mr. Dawson. I’ve signed the divorce papers; I hope

divorce papers, furrowed her brow as

I have no interest in this divorce agreement. Wait here; have the lawyer

as she ascended the

the lawyer rushed in, quickly going

another moment in discussion, they both returned to the living room, laying a thick

in hesitation, contemplated

interrupted with impatience, saying, “There’s no time to wait for you to read

quickly turn to the agreement’s

signing

the agreement to the lawyer and announced to Eileen, “You are now free to leave

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