Chapter 139

Chapter 139:

Under the shelter of the black umbrella, Bryan’s features shifted to an icy demeanor.

Under Bryan’s mocking gaze, Eileen was so angry that she couldn’t help but snap, even though she didn’t mean what she said.

“Without Milford’s tutoring, our paths wouldn’t have crossed again. Even now, my hope is that we can maintain just the simple relationship of a tutor and the student’s guardian.”

She spoke with indifference, raindrops peppering her cheeks and causing her curly eyelashes to clump.

A sneer brimming with scorn and fury slipped from Bryan as he listened.

He dismissed her thoughts silently.

Rain drenched the car, soaking Eileen’s coat and shirt, sending shivers of cold deep into her bones.

Her lips turned a frosty blue.

Suddenly, Bryan’s hold on her waist eased, and he caught her chin with his cold fingers.

“You’re not the one who can decide what our relationship is,” he declared.

Eileen had never held the power to influence their relationship from the start.

Before Eileen could respond, his lips claimed hers passionately, the sudden kiss overwhelming her senses.

The umbrella was no longer above them, lost to the wind.

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The rain continued to pour, drenching them both; Bryan’s grip was so tight that it hurt, pressing her sharply against the car.

Their muffled moans mixed; Bryan almost couldn’t control himself.

Raymond had already settled back into the car and averted his gaze outside.

He sighed deeply, knowing well that Bryan was not here for discussions about Milford’s tutoring. He knew Bryan merely wanted to see Eileen here.

Bryan, denying his true intentions, wouldn’t even let Raymond say this obvious truth.

Eventually, Bryan rested his forehead against Eileen’s, his eyes drawn to the shine of her lips.

He adjusted his tie and said with a strained voice, “Eileen, our relationship is destined to be anything but simple. Keep your distance from Emmett!”

His voice, rough and low, seemed strangely alluring given the situation.

Eileen began to respond,

But Bryan interjected sharply, “Say another word, and you’ll regret it.”

His menacing gaze served as a stern warning against further protests.

into silence, Eileen froze as Bryan’s hands moved gently over her face, occasionally

leaning against the car, watched him

as she watched his car fade into the distance. Overwhelmed,

seat and closed her eyes, seeking solace in the

rain outside the car intensified,

rain hard tonight. When will you

responded with a hint

ended the call and made her way back, struggling to see the road through the windshield wipers. She drove painstakingly

she passed by Bryan’s car, parked

Ms. Curtis’

instructed coolly, his expression unreadable. Peering through the dim light at the car

with Eileen, his fingers brushed

announced, “Mr.

let’s return,” Bryan

poor. Observing the downpour, Raymond hesitated to drive

“Perhaps we should stay

seen Eileen to her door but seemed unlikely to make it

you out of

know how

Raymond’s reluctance to drive through the storm, Bryan said coldly, “Get in the passenger seat.” Raymond quickly slid into the front passenger seat while

the torrential rain, Bryan drove

had previously left little imprint on Eileen’s everyday

encounter, Eileen couldn’t shake off the thought of

by the window, her arms crossed, she

the memory of their

had spoken jolted

as the rain ceased and the first light of

momentarily dazzled her, causing her to flutter her eyelashes and lower her gaze. Despite a

freshen up, and

navigating Milford’s cunning attempts, which visibly annoyed him for

another routine tutoring session in Milford’s study, Milford unexpectedly said, “I’ll go to your

at him, puzzled and

was amiss, her intuition

answer

I’ll wait for you at the education

felt confident handling any potential issues with

quickly gathered her things and hurried back to the education agency to

to several intensive days, Emmett’s educational skills

once hovered between them had dissolved, allowing

during their sessions, which Eileen gratefully accepted, not wishing to hurt his

her. She dozed off during overtime on Thursday, her hair cascading

makeup-free and peaceful, rested on

silence, he turned and was momentarily captivated by her. Overcome by an impulse,

urge, he snapped

set his phone aside and continued to gaze at her,

chilly breeze fluttered through the open window. After hesitating, he gently woke her. “Ms.

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