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.”

keep your distance, yet you want to hand me your

tissues and threw it at him. “You’re

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

illuminated his tall form momentarily

walked away, his posture radiated sheer arrogance. Eileen could imagine the smug smile plastered across

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

had lingered at the Vance family’s place longer than intended, and, to be courteous, had silenced

home, she noticed her phone was flooded with missed calls. Some were from Phoebe, and others

telling her that he was at the coffee shop

she didn’t go see

When Eileen finally reached her, Phoebe’s voice sounded

are you?” Eileen didn’t beat around

back tonight. Try to get some rest early, okay? Bye…” Phoebe

Eileen tried calling back several times, but

blue, a voice message from Phoebe arrived: “Don’t worry; I’m

Phoebe was telling

rarely ventured outside, and Eileen was confident that Phoebe had

her that she would alert the police if she didn’t hear from her by morning. Then, she opened the chatbox

hours ago,

had probably left the coffee

rain started pouring

weariness swept

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

had some matters to handle over the next two days, so she wouldn’t

knew it wasn’t her place to pry into Phoebe’s private matters. She simply

refreshed herself, and headed directly

gathered around the entrance. She hastily parked

“Is he—?”

he’s still breathing. I think

time to

cleared a path for her. “Curtis,

glanced over and spotted Emmett on the ground, soaked to the skin

had lost all color, and his

bag down

tapping Emmett’s cheek twice, Eileen looked up at the crowd and called out, “Could

immediately, and it arrived within ten minutes.

cold and fever. Looks like he was in the rain all night. Why did he

for words. Had Emmett been waiting for her the

family?” the doctor asked. “We need to do a

shook her head.

inform his

Then, the doctor left.

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

on her phone and decided to reach

quickly discovered she had been removed as a

the fees first, or we can’t even start the basic tests.” A nurse approached Eileen and spoke,

her phone and proceeded to pay for Emmett’s hospital

by the doctor that Emmett had regained consciousness but was refusing a thorough check-up. They had moved him to a

trying to rise from his bed, the nurse struggling

nurse exclaimed. She gestured to Eileen and added, “Can you help with

of Eileen, he fell silent and sat back on the