Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 156

Chapter 156:

“If you’re not afraid I’ll kill him, go ahead and take care of him,” Bryan said, his voice cold. After applying ointment to the last scratch, Eileen tossed the swab into the trash. The room fell silent for a few moments before she broke it. “I have to go to the hospital anyway. I need to check on Milford. I don’t know how he’s doing.”

She couldn’t shake the image of Milford getting beaten up by those thugs yesterday without uttering a single word. He had stayed with her instead of running away, even though he could have easily escaped. Milford reminded her of Roderick.

“I’ll take you there later,” Bryan said, scrolling through his phone, his brows furrowing at something he saw. Eileen glanced down at the oversized shirt she was wearing. “I don’t have any clothes here.”

“When Jacob and Phoebe arrive, you can tell Phoebe what you need,” Bryan said, standing up and glancing at her.

His eyes lingered on her legs, visible beneath the black shirt, long and slender. He swallowed hard, memories of last night flooding back. Those legs had mesmerized him all night. He wasn’t satisfied, not even close. Suppressing his restlessness, Bryan headed to the bathroom. He paused, remembering something, and went to retrieve a new set of toiletries from the cabinet.

“Come freshen up. They’ll be here soon,” he told Eileen, leaving no room for argument. Eileen hesitated briefly, then followed him into the bathroom. The sink was large enough for two. Bryan handed her the toiletries, clearly meant for women.

Eileen unwrapped the toothbrush and squeezed out some toothpaste. As she started brushing her teeth, she caught their reflections in the mirror. Bryan glanced at her, noticing how she was a head shorter than him, and he arched his eyebrows.

Half an hour later, Bryan descended the staircase from the second floor. Jacob and Phoebe had already arrived. Bryan strolled over, lazily gesturing upstairs. “Eileen’s in the first room on the left side of the second floor.”

“Okay,” Phoebe replied, heading up with the clothes she had brought for Eileen.

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Bryan sank into the sofa, fiddling with his phone contentedly, wearing a faint smile. Jacob clicked his tongue before sitting next to Bryan. “Look at you. You slept with Eileen last night, didn’t you? But you’re having a hard time in Wist Land now, and you’ve ticked off the Blake family. What’s your plan?”

Bryan glanced up as if he didn’t care. “I don’t know.”

Jacob said. “I got a call from my father this morning. He’s cut me off. He won’t let me give you the money.” He sighed, crossing his legs. “He must have known I’d help you, so he froze my assets in advance. Now,

growing serious. “Feeling the heat now?” Jacob gloated. “Reality’s tougher than you thought. Your project is short on funds. Only one man in all of

gaze made Eileen feel uneasy as she entered the room. Eileen stood up, took the clothes from Phoebe, and got changed in the cloakroom. When she emerged, she said with embarrassment, “Why did you buy this dress?” The dress’s square collar did nothing to conceal the marks on Eileen’s

a night. We’re both adults. What’s there to be shy about?” Eileen was speechless. Her ears turned red as she

voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Is Bryan any good in bed?” Phoebe looked serious, waiting eagerly to hear about Eileen’s sex life with Bryan. But Eileen

high nose is good in bed. Is that true? You’ve had many suitors this year, yet you

Eileen snapped, grabbing a pillow and hurling it at Phoebe. “He’s just average, and no, I don’t

so curious, why don’t you try Jacob yourself and leave me out of it!” Phoebe’s

her frustration to Phoebe. “Fine,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Since you asked, I’ll tell you. You’re better off without a guy like Bryan. He sucks in bed. Now,

Bryan. Phoebe, sensing the tension, stood up and quickly fled the room. Bryan narrowed his eyes,

weight of his dangerous gaze made Eileen’s heart race. Eileen instinctively took a step back, frowning. The noon sun filtered through the French windows, casting a golden glow

to the closet and pulled out one of his T-shirts. “Put this on,” he ordered sharply. Eileen took the shirt and put it on. It was large for her, but she tied

she descended the stairs with Bryan, the house was quiet. Jacob and Phoebe had already left. Bryan whipped up a quick meal. They

had a bruised face and a sprained ankle. He was sitting on the bed when Eileen entered. Seeing her, he instinctively tried to get out of bed but quickly gave up, turning his head

he was also in the ward. Reading her confusion, Raymond rolled up his sleeve, revealing a wrist wrapped

set her bag on the couch and moved to Milford’s bedside. Bryan called Raymond out of the

Eileen. “I have nothing to do with you! Why did you come to save me? If you hadn’t

was fiercely loyal to his friends. “Don’t ever come to

“You must have picked that up from your grandmother. If you say something bad, you have to

with irritation. “What are you laughing at? My grandmother always said there are powerful deities

right,” Eileen agreed, sitting down. “Didn’t

at her, momentarily speechless. Eileen smiled, trying to lighten the mood. “It’s over now, and I’m fine. Why are you still angry? Besides, you’re still a kid. We adults have

snorted. “What would you have done if Bryan hadn’t shown up? Were you