Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 142

Chapter 142:

“When you decide to return the money, I’ll let you out,” Milford slipped the key into his pocket and then made a mocking face at Eileen.

“You’re not the only person in this house. You should think about letting me out sooner rather than later!” Eileen said, frowning at the locked door.

She walked over and jiggled the handle a couple of times, but it remained steadfastly shut.

Milford said, “If you’re brave enough, go ahead and ask Bryan to rescue you. If you manage to convince me to let you out today, I’ll willingly attend your tutoring sessions in the future!”

He glanced at the phone in Eileen’s hand, regretting not taking it from her earlier. However, he couldn’t open the door now to get it.

With no other choice, he decided to abandon the attempt. Resolving not to unlock the door, he turned away and left with a cold snort.

Before Eileen could utter another word, Milford was already gone.

She could only sit down on the chair and rest for a while.

The evening deepened. The starry sky above was dazzling, and the fragrance of the flowers filled the air.

Another hour drifted by, yet there was no sign of Milford, and Eileen’s patience wore thin.

She pulled out her phone and sent a flurry of messages to Milford.

“Imprisonment is illegal. Do you understand that?”

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“If you don’t believe me, I’ll call the police. You’re going to get into serious trouble!”

“I don’t have any money on me. Let me out, and I’ll give it to you.”

Silence was the only reply. Milford probably didn’t believe her and couldn’t be bothered to respond.

Frustrated, Eileen sniffled and pondered Milford’s taunt,

“If you’re brave enough, go ahead and ask Bryan to rescue you.”

Eileen stared at Bryan’s WhatsApp profile on her phone screen, lost in thought.

After a long internal debate, she abandoned the idea of reaching out to Bryan and resolved to wait for another hour.

At nine o’clock, it was time for the tutoring session to end. Through the dim reflections from the villa’s lights, Eileen saw Milford in his bedroom, the light faintly illuminating his presence.

With no other recourse, she picked up her phone and messaged Milford again,

“If you don’t come home, my family will get worried. They’ll call the police, and they’ll come here!”

Within two minutes, the light in Milford’s bedroom extinguished.

Milford had gone to bed.

A sharp pang of frustration hit Eileen, and she slumped into the chair. The stunning starry sky held no charm for her now.

But she refused to believe that Milford would leave her locked up and let her stay here.

Patience, she thought, was her ally. Surely, Milford would relent eventually.

There was power in the garden house, and with her phone’s hotspot, she could use her laptop to work.

A small room in the corner stored various nutrients and tools for the flowers. There was a bathroom. Though not often used, it was functional.

tutoring session for the next night. She would

window, hoping to see into the glass house, but the

head to the top floor. But as he emerged from the stairs, he

skipped

a cigarette between his fingers. He seemed to have just come back

was a pile of cigarette ash at his feet, suggesting he had been there

a moment’s hesitation, Milford said, “I just wanted to go for a walk. I couldn’t sleep and

around. Go back to your

keep the fact that he had locked Eileen in

as long as possible. He turned back,

and tossed it into the trash can. With one hand in his pocket, he made his

top floor occupied a quarter of the villa’s area, surrounded

house was illuminated as if it were daytime, with Eileen’s long hair bathed in a warm

a chair,

Bryan stood outside the glass house and watched her for a long time, Eileen remained

out his phone, tapped a few times, then turned

morning, the first rays of sunlight streamed in, casting a glow on

the chair, catching herself with her hands on

moments, she remembered that Milford had locked her

up and checked the

noticed a few cigarette butts near the door

Could it have

Eileen wasn’t sure if the butts had

door a few times; it didn’t budge. So she returned to her

house, moved a small glass table near an outlet, and began working

rang. It was a colleague from the education

you coming to

can make it,” Eileen replied, glancing at

ready for a long standoff, determined not to give

He said he wants to see you first before he packs

see him. Let him pack up and go,” Eileen replied, guessing that

stretched. Suddenly, she spotted a plate of

It was still steaming.

the plate

was a regular occurrence when she was immersed

However,

push her hunger strike to the

from eating and even closed

she saw a message from a colleague. Emmett had left but was resolute about

respond,

the first floor, catching

he at

upstairs, feeling

noon, he descended for lunch, discreetly slipping a piece of toast into his pocket when Bryan wasn’t

you doing? Take it

going to be hungry later,” Milford

food in the fridge if

Bryan’s eyes made Milford’s heart

toast, ate his lunch absentmindedly, and headed

that Bryan was out of sight, he quickly made his way to

was bright, and Eileen, having worked all

her. She turned and saw Milford knocking on

Milford saw Eileen turn around and look at him, he said, “I’ll give you

her eyes again, resting

me tell you, there are ghosts in this garden house. Aren’t you afraid of being alone at

to scare Eileen was almost laughable to

company. I won’t get bored,” Eileen replied without