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.

the phone, pressing Eileen to finalize everything by the next

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

had his meal delivered for dinner, after which he ordered Benjamin to untie Bailee and bring

gently loosened the ropes around Bailee’s wrists and murmured, “Don’t worry. As long as you do

expression uncertain, then

to say more, but

freed, she rushed to the

looked cheap, making Kian’s refined presence seem even more

instead standing to smoke in the

dim overhead light attracted a few small bugs, flying around

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

from the previous car accident, causing blood to stream down

Kian’s collar. “You and your sister are

composure, Kian pulled her hand away with a firm grip and frowned. “If Eileen had cooperated from the start, none of this

us because we’re less privileged and poorer? How dare you

defiance, she made a dash for the

her path decisively. “Mr. Warren has never used life

collision with Benjamin, Bailee paused,

serious and astonished tone, said, “Eileen and you are not sisters by

Bailee retorted, looking up at him without fear. “You tried to leverage my sister with threats about my virginity, right? Well, proceed! I don’t

had only one thought in her mind, and that was to avoid causing

motion, she removed her sweater and

bedroom. His voice was low and urgent. “Don’t act rashly. Eileen has already complied with Mr. Warren’s

room, closing the

living room, Kian stood still, blood trickling from his

to the pain. A sneer formed on his face, not one of mockery but tinged

Meanwhile, at Dawson Mansion,

the living room, standing opposite Stella, who wore a stern look. A divorce agreement lay on the table between

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

I don’t feel worthy of Mr. Dawson.

by the divorce papers, furrowed her brow

interest in this divorce agreement. Wait here; have the lawyer draw up

hanging as she ascended the stairs, leaving Eileen alone in

rushed in, quickly going upstairs

both returned to the living room, laying a

lips pursed in hesitation, contemplated opening

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

watched Stella quickly turn to

signing the document

agreement to the lawyer and announced to Eileen, “You are