Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 147

Chapter 147:

“What do you mean?” Denzel shook his head, a puzzled frown on his face. “But I do feel like something is off.”

“It’s Mr. Dawson. Will he let someone he barely knows give him a ride home?” Ryann said. “And I’m betting Dawson is at tonight’s dinner for Ms. Curtis. Those two have a rather unique relationship!”

Denzel paused, uncertainty clouding his features, then asked, “Why’s that?”

“Didn’t you notice how Mr. Dawson took his eyes off Ms. Curtis? It was like he was glued to her,” Ryann said as she ushered Denzel inside.

Denzel took the towel offered by a servant and gently dried Ryann’s face. “What are you getting at?”

“I bet it was Ms. Curtis who left that mark on Mr. Dawson’s wrist!” Ryann’s tone grew impatient yet explanatory. “Ms. Curtis is Mr. Dawson’s woman, Denzel. Don’t try to get close to her.”

“So, sending that invite wasn’t a mix-up? You meant to bring Mr. Dawson and Ms. Curtis together tonight?” Denzel’s voice carried a hint of realization.

Ryann nodded, her impatience evident as she reiterated her point to Denzel, who finally seemed to grasp the full picture.

The soft patter of misty rain drummed against the car windows. There was only silence inside the car.

Eileen drove as quickly as she could, eager to get Bryan and Milford home.

Upon reaching the gates of the villa, she opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted as Milford flung open the car door and dashed out. Her eyes widened in surprise, following Milford’s retreat. Then, she turned to look at Bryan, who remained seated beside her.

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Eileen started to say something, then turned to watch Milford.

Milford hurried to the door, leaving her alone in the car with Bryan.

Eileen wondered why Bryan hadn’t exited the car yet.

She stole a glance at him, then quickly averted her eyes.

“Mr. Dawson, we’ve arrived,” she said.

“So? Are you trying to avoid me or something?” Bryan turned and leaned casually against the door, adjusting his posture to face her.

Eileen offered an awkward smile and shook her head.

“Of course not, I just—”

“That’s good. Because avoiding me isn’t an option,” Bryan interjected, smirking as he adjusted his tie.

Yet, he made no move to leave the car.

Eileen had been waiting for a long time, and yet Bryan remained seated in the car. “It’s still drizzling. There’s an umbrella in the trunk. I’ll grab it for you,” she eventually said.

It seemed worthwhile to hand him the umbrella and send him on his way.

“You’re lying,” Bryan countered abruptly.

At his words, Eileen stopped her move to unbuckle her seatbelt.

She turned to face him and retorted, “I’m not lying. I did this for your sake; I wanted to give you the umbrella because I didn’t want you to get soaked, Mr. Dawson.”

to keep your distance, yet you want to hand me your umbrella, perhaps hoping I’d have

threw it at him. “You’re

hands on at him, but he was already stepping out of the car, moving so swiftly that everything she

his tall form momentarily before dimming, the rain

his posture radiated sheer arrogance. Eileen could imagine the smug smile plastered

angry that she just started the car and left. The rain was pouring by the time she got home. Coming from the driver’s seat to the back, she popped the trunk open and grabbed an umbrella, managing to shield

place longer than intended, and, to be courteous, had silenced

calls. Some were from Phoebe,

left a few texts telling her that he was at the coffee shop near the education agency, waiting for

told her that if she didn’t go see him, he

Eileen finally reached her, Phoebe’s voice sounded

going on? Where are you?” Eileen didn’t

early, okay? Bye…” Phoebe rushed through her words and ended the

tried calling back several times,

message from Phoebe arrived: “Don’t worry; I’m

Phoebe was telling her that

Phoebe had rarely ventured outside, and Eileen was confident that Phoebe had no

if she didn’t hear from her by morning. Then,

had received the messages from Emmett five hours ago, but after some thought, she

left the coffee shop

midnight, the rain started pouring down

lay in bed, weariness swept over her, and she

she shut it off and checked her phone, discovering two new messages from

okay and mentioned she had some matters to handle over the next

into Phoebe’s private

refreshed herself, and headed

entrance. She hastily parked her car, exited, and approached

“Is he—?”

he’s still breathing. I think he

time to call an

her. “Curtis, look!

spotted Emmett on the ground, soaked to the skin

lost all color, and his

hurried over, setting her bag down without caring about

at the crowd and called out, “Could

within ten minutes. Eileen accompanied

informed Eileen, “He’s very weak. He caught a cold and fever. Looks like

opened her mouth, at a loss for words. Had Emmett

family?” the doctor asked. “We need to do a comprehensive check-up. If you agree, please

shook her head. “I’m not

his

Then, the doctor left.

sound of footsteps resonated through the hallway. Occasionally, nurses or other patients’

suddenly recalled having Emmett’s mother’s WhatsApp on her

quickly discovered she had been removed as a

fees first, or we can’t even start the basic tests.”

and proceeded to pay for

that Emmett had regained consciousness but was refusing a thorough check-up.

Emmett trying to rise from his bed, the nurse

girlfriend’s here!” the nurse exclaimed. She gestured to Eileen and added, “Can you help with your boyfriend?

Eileen, he fell silent and sat back on