Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 170

Chapter 170:

The three-bedroom apartment was spacious. But compared to Bryan’s house, it seemed quite modest. As Bryan stood in the living room, his presence made the space seem cramped. His scent quickly filled the air. He tossed the water bottle into the trash, shrugged off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. Slumping onto the couch, he massaged his forehead.

Looking up, he asked, “Got anything to eat?”

“Of course,” Eileen replied. She could see he was tired. She headed into the kitchen, took the ravioli from the fridge, and cooked them. In less than twenty minutes, the ravioli was ready. Eileen brought the plate to Bryan along with a fork.

“Aren’t you having any?” Bryan asked, noticing the single fork.

Eileen shook her head. “I ate earlier, before tutoring Milford.”

Hearing that, Bryan began to eat, his face softening, an improvement from his reaction to the spaghetti she had once made. While he ate, she showered. When Eileen emerged from the bathroom, Bryan had finished his meal and washed the dishes.

Since she didn’t have pajamas that fit him, he wrapped himself in Eileen’s bath towel and went straight into her bedroom after showering. He lay down on her bed, naked under the towel. Eileen braced for what might come next, but Bryan simply rested his arm around her waist and nestled his head in the crook of her neck and shoulder. His breath tickled her collarbone, and within ten minutes, he was asleep.

But Eileen remained awake. She shifted slightly to grab her phone from the nightstand, spotting a message from Phoebe sent half an hour earlier. “I wonder what Jacob and Bryan have been up to lately. Whenever Jacob returns home, he is exhausted.”

Eileen rested her chin on Bryan’s head. His short hair prickled her. She recalled his appearance at her door earlier, noticeably quieter than usual. His expression had been etched with fatigue. Eileen figured he had been so hungry that he had needed to eat before he could even think of sleep.

planned to wake up at six thirty the next morning and had set her alarm accordingly. Yet, she didn’t stir until eight. Sunlight streamed through a gap in the curtains, gradually illuminating the room.

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her eyes to find Bryan’s intense gaze filled with desire. She noticed her nightgown no longer covered her adequately. His gaze nearly overwhelmed her. He had been too tired to initiate anything the night before, and he felt that this morning was the

a new experience for them. Eileen was flushed with embarrassment and turned her head away, her hair covering her face. Bryan gently brushed

as a result, Eileen bore the brunt of his passions. They continued until nearly noon. Feeling sweaty, Eileen took another shower. As she emerged, she noticed food

Jacob in reviewing the White family’s financial operations. I’m leading the project,” Bryan said. He gestured for Eileen to join him at the table. Bryan’s command was directed at Raymond, who promptly responded, “Okay, Mr. Dawson. Enjoy your brunch with Ms. Curtis. I’ll get back

began to eat his meal leisurely. “What have you been up to lately?” Eileen remembered his exhaustion from the night before. “Have you secured a new

lips with a napkin. Looking into her eyes, he said, “Eat up. You need to build some strength. Your waist is too slender. I dared not hold

his flirtatious comment left her speechless. She quickly finished eating, cleaned up the table, and

Eileen was right. Bryan spent the next few days at her place. While she was

her overthink things. She started to anticipate things she probably shouldn’t. Standing before the bathroom mirror, Eileen tilted her head to

asked, “Bryan, have you fallen for me?” Bryan paused, and the hum of the hairdryer filled the silence. Eileen saw her serious expression reflected in his eyes. After a while, Bryan set aside the hairdryer, wrapping her

other reason for you to sleep with me besides you’re in love with me.” Bryan studied

long moment. The bathroom was silent, the atmosphere turning tense. Bryan raised an eyebrow and was about to speak when a ringing sound from the living room interrupted him. Seizing the moment, Eileen quickly slipped away from his

Bryan’s call. Bryan’s tone was unusually soft as he spoke with her. After the call,

“I’ll look after Mom tomorrow. You can meet Huey. Please send my regards to him. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each

wanted

to catch Bryan at their place. Bryan didn’t respond to her message. Eileen checked her home surveillance and saw no sign of him in her apartment. His belongings were still in her bedroom. His toiletries were in her bathroom, a place