Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

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.

pressing Eileen to finalize everything by the next day

Bailee’s residence, a newly rented apartment that was devoid of food and drink. Although Benjamin suggested going out to get

dinner, after which he ordered Benjamin to untie Bailee and bring her to

ropes around Bailee’s wrists and murmured, “Don’t worry. As long as

at him, her expression uncertain, then quickly turned

and he seemed poised to say more, but

she rushed

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

instead standing to smoke in the

overhead light attracted a few small bugs,

Bailee grabbed a vase and threw it at Kian. Kian was caught off guard, and the vase

impact reopened a wound from the previous car accident, causing blood to stream down his

forward to grab Kian’s collar. “You and your sister are monsters! My

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

we’re less privileged and poorer? How dare you try to control our lives? Are you using my life to manipulate my sister? I’d rather

dash for the window, seemingly determined to

Warren has never used life as a threat. He would stoop to murder,”

with Benjamin, Bailee paused, then turned to look at

a serious and astonished tone, said,

“You tried to leverage my sister with threats about my virginity, right? Well, proceed! I

mind, and that was to avoid causing trouble for

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

and urgent. “Don’t act rashly. Eileen has already complied with Mr. Warren’s demands. Provoking him won’t

room, closing the

the living room, Kian stood still, blood trickling from his

seemingly indifferent to the pain. A sneer formed on his face, not

Meanwhile, at Dawson Mansion,

room, standing opposite Stella, who wore a stern look. A divorce agreement

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

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 you can grant me permission,” Eileen said

the divorce papers, furrowed

with resolve, she declared, “Okay, but I have no interest in this divorce agreement. Wait here; have the lawyer draw

as she ascended the stairs,

rushed in, quickly going

both returned to the

lips pursed in hesitation, contemplated opening the

could start, she was interrupted with impatience, saying, “There’s no time to wait for you to read this. Don’t worry; we don’t

Eileen as she watched Stella quickly turn to the agreement’s last page, sharply saying, “Just

complied, signing the document

agreement to the lawyer and announced to Eileen, “You are now free to leave and go wherever you please, but you will get no property