Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 126

Chapter 126:

Eileen ended the call and headed straight to the location Raymond had provided. Once there, she decided to wait in her car.

The midday sun beat down fiercely, making the car uncomfortably hot. After a short while, unable to stand the heat any longer, Eileen got out of the car and walked into the restaurant.

At the entrance, there was a couch for guests. Eileen took a seat and started reviewing the material for her upcoming tutoring session on her phone.

Roughly thirty minutes later, a waiter approached her. “Excuse me, miss. Are you waiting for someone, or are you here to dine?”

“Just waiting for someone,” Eileen replied. Checking her watch, she saw it was nearly an hour since her arrival. She hurriedly redialed Raymond’s number.

The call connected, and she could faintly hear the rumble of a car engine through the phone.

“Hi, is your boss done with his meeting with the client?” Eileen inquired while glancing outside. Just then, she noticed a familiar black car merging into traffic.

It was the same one that had taken Milford to the educational agency days before.

Standing up, Eileen opened the door and stepped outside as Raymond explained, “My boss had an urgent matter come up. We’ve only just left the place.”

Eileen bit her lip as she watched the car drive away. She exhaled slowly before asking, “It’s alright. By the way, what should I call you?”

“Just call me Mr. Brooks,” he replied with brevity, throwing a glance at Bryan in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Bryan had a slight smile as he looked out the window, seemingly amused by the situation with Eileen.

Eileen, after ending her phone call, saved Raymond’s number in her contacts as “Mr. Brooks” and then drove back to the agency.

Later that night, after careful thought, she decided to go to Pianoforte Villas, bringing with her textbooks for Milford’s grade.

Arriving at the door with her suitcase of books, she noticed the door was ajar. However, to be courteous, she still chose to ring the bell.

From inside, Milford called out with impatience, “The door’s open! Come in!”

As Eileen pushed the door open, a peculiar noise from above caught her attention. Looking up, she was shocked to see a bucket of water tipping toward her.

The cold water drenched her, streaming down from her head to her dress, tracing a path along her chin.

The bucket fell on her head with a loud clunk, sending a throbbing pain through her head.

Milford couldn’t contain his laughter. “That’s what you get!”

With those words, he spun on his heel and dashed up the stairs.

Eileen stood motionless for a moment, her fingers releasing the suitcase handle and allowing it to hit the floor. She removed the bucket, revealing her face flushed with frustration.

Her eyelashes, clumped by water, flicked as she managed to pry her eyes open and glare at Milford, who paused halfway up the stairs.

Milford said, “You might as well accept it. I’m not going to study with you. Keep coming if you want to experience something similar again.”

youth and your potential. Is this how you want to spend

on the railing, Milford scowled and retorted, “My life is none of

then disappeared

smoothed back her damp

so they weren’t ruined. Eileen tipped the water out of the suitcase

room on the third floor. Milford was cozied up

was surprised to

foot and walked in. Finding a

snorted, his focus

9 o’clock, the end of what would have been their

water marks on

Milford’s guardian have come

was no sign

Eileen left, carrying the suitcase through the

watching Eileen leave. Eileen’s hair was still slightly damp,

she

gate, Bryan headed upstairs and barged

to protest, straightened up instantly when he saw it

persuade me into receiving the tutoring, I advise you not to waste your

the room, found the only

a scent he knew well, and a small puddle next to

it. Soon, the

weight of Bryan’s silence, hastily putting away his gaming

word, Bryan just

she came down with a cold, suspecting Milford had spiked the water

was runny and her cough incessant. Despite Bailee’s ginger soup remedy, her condition didn’t

an IV drip. Medicine alone isn’t enough,” Bailee said, holding the medicine and

Eileen said, “I’ve got a morning full of preparing course materials, an afternoon

with a tissue and fired up the engine,

“You keep tutoring that troublesome Milford? What if he tries something drastic like setting you on fire

but she knew he wasn’t

real problem was never getting a chance to really sit

another emergency contact. Pull it up and send it to me once we

computer, located Milford’s file, and sent the two

them

number without a second thought. The

Eileen recognized the

the other line, sounded just

of awkward silence passed before Eileen

in Milford’s contacts. I was

“Well, it is my boss’s number, but

had hit a

of sessions didn’t go well. I can’t just ignore this,” Eileen said. She was in no mood to drag this out until they sorted this out properly. “I’m putting Milford’s lessons on

office; Raymond had switched the call to