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.”

yet you want to hand me your umbrella, perhaps hoping I’d have to return it to meet you again,”

Bryan spoken than Eileen, irritated, grabbed a pack of tissues and threw it at him.

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

headlights illuminated his tall form momentarily before dimming, the

sheer arrogance. Eileen could imagine the smug smile plastered across

so 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

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

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

a few texts telling her that he was

her that if she didn’t

finally reached

you?” Eileen

some rest early, okay? Bye…” Phoebe

back several times, but Phoebe didn’t pick

voice message from Phoebe arrived: “Don’t worry; I’m fine. I was just bitten by

Phoebe was telling her that she

Wist Land, Phoebe had rarely ventured outside, and Eileen was confident that Phoebe had

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

ago, but after

left the coffee shop

midnight, the rain started pouring

Eileen lay in bed, weariness swept

sounded, she shut it off and checked her phone, discovering

mentioned she had some matters to handle over the next two days,

into Phoebe’s private matters. She simply cautioned

she got up, refreshed herself, and headed

she noticed a crowd gathered around the entrance. She

“Is he—?”

he’s still breathing. I

it’s time to call

recognized Eileen and cleared a path for her. “Curtis, look! Someone’s collapsed at the gate of your education

on the ground, soaked

lips had lost all color, and his eyes were

over, setting her bag down without caring about the

twice, Eileen looked up at the

ambulance was called immediately, and it arrived within ten

and fever. Looks like

loss for words. Had Emmett been

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

head. “I’m not his

his relatives immediately!”

Then, the doctor left.

the hallway. Occasionally, nurses or other patients’ family members

having Emmett’s mother’s WhatsApp on her phone and decided to

had been

we can’t even start the

proceeded

the doctor that Emmett had regained consciousness but was refusing

rise from his bed, the nurse

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

as Emmett caught sight of Eileen, he