Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 133

Chapter 133:

“Okay,” Eileen quickly replied, giving Raymond a nod before trailing after Bryan as he left.

She then got into Bryan’s car with him.

Once she was in his car, she observed his confident handling of the vehicle as he drove. The car picked up speed, prompting Eileen to instinctively grasp the overhead safety handle.

“What are you so scared of?” Bryan asked, casting a quick glance her way. “Weren’t you quite fearless when you confronted me earlier?”

Eileen released one hand and touched the tip of her nose, a hint of guilt in her expression. “Sorry, I just assumed that…” She had initially thought Bryan was seeking retribution for her rejection that had occurred a year ago, but upon reflection, she realized she might have overestimated her importance in Bryan’s heart. To him, her rejection before was likely just a trivial issue.

“What did you think?” Bryan retorted sharply. “That I’m some petty, despicable guy?”

The reminder of the past made Eileen feel even more guilty. She adjusted her hair and turned to gaze out the window, ignoring his question.

Bryan didn’t pursue the conversation further and drove directly to the Pianoforte Villas, pulling up in front of the door. He was one step ahead of Eileen. By the time Eileen unfastened her seatbelt and stepped out of the car, he was already at the front door, entering the passcode.

“Are there just you and Milford here?” Eileen inquired as she caught up to him.

“Yes,” Bryan said as he opened the door.

On the third floor, they found both Milford’s bedroom and study empty. Milford was clearly not there.

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“Do you have Milford’s phone number?” Eileen asked, recalling an earlier observation. “I saw him stash away a game console. Maybe he hid his phone, too.”

A grim look appeared on Bryan’s face. “No,” he said. He then promptly called Raymond to ask him to find out about Milford’s whereabouts.

Within ten minutes, Raymond responded with Milford’s current location. Milford was in a cybercafé situated in a secluded area. Bryan parked the car near the main road by the cybercafé. Bryan and Eileen both got out and began to walk down the alley. The humid southern air made the stone path slick, with moss clinging to its edges. The center of the path remained damp, the air thick with moisture.

Eileen and Bryan followed the directions on their phones, but the navigation app seemed unreliable, sending them looping through the convoluted alleyways.

“Let’s split up. The place must be nearby,” Eileen suggested, pointing to two unexplored paths. “You take that one, and I’ll go down this one.”

Before Bryan could respond, she turned and hurried down her chosen path.

Bryan watched Eileen for a moment, then took the different path with a determined look. As light rain began to fall, Eileen’s hair quickly gathered droplets, but she was too focused to mind that. Rather than wasting time worrying, she stopped a passerby with an umbrella to ask for directions.

“It’s down there,” the passerby stated, pointing down the road. “It is quite rowdy. I saw a fight there earlier. It might not be safe for you, especially alone.”

Eileen glanced toward the indicated direction, where faint sounds drifted through the air. She thanked the passerby and quickened her pace towards the noise.

Milford on the ground, being roughed up by a group of people with vividly dyed hair. One of them yanked Milford up

was stained and tattered,

with us? Then act like it and hand over your money!” shouted a person with yellow hair, grabbing Milford’s hair and slapping his

was outnumbered and cornered,

teeth, his breathing heavy. He turned his head and unexpectedly locked eyes with Eileen’s surprised gaze. He paused, his

the coldness in Milford’s eyes, snapped out of her shock and hurried

their assault and sneered at Eileen,

the

Eileen, and she continued walking toward

dragged Milford away. She had been able to pull him away easily because the

first to regain his composure. “You’ve got some

but I am concerned about him.” Eileen reached into her bag, pulled out a tissue,

at the hooligans, she continued, “What you’re doing is illegal, but I’ll overlook what

the hooligans exchanged nervous glances, their eyes finally settling on the one with red

time, I’ll let it slide. Milford, don’t let me catch you around

signaled his gang, and they all

Milford pushed Eileen’s hand away. He shouted to the

then retrieved a small bead

Here you

It landed in the mud, the red

deliberate stomps, the hooligan with red hair

I’ll kill you!” Milford

had lunged forward and struck the man with red hair squarely in the

quickly as the other hooligans joined the fight, resuming their assault

trying to reach Milford amidst the chaos, but the fierce scuffle made

bumped into Eileen, causing her

hand caught Eileen’s waist just in time, steadying her

by a familiar scent, Eileen turned to

setting Eileen upright

in black, his appearance was starkly different from that of the dyed-hair hooligans, his demeanor cool and

hooligans, leaving cries and groans

trying to piece it together as tears welled

to the hospital!” Eileen said to Bryan, noting the

hooligans and went to the hospital with Milford

Milford was quiet, his

of the hooligans had brandished a small knife, leaving a

receiving medical attention and bandaging at the hospital, Milford was escorted back home by Bryan and

home, Milford headed straight to his room and locked himself inside without saying a

Milford that bead? Does it

in the living room, his hands moving with the precision and fluidity of