Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 178

Chapter 178:

“I can’t go out now. Just tell me on the phone,” Bryan replied, his voice barely above a whisper, careful not to disturb Eileen’s sleep.

“You had me look into the White family’s finances, and the investment mess has been sorted, so why hole up at home? It’s late. Aren’t you up yet?” Jacob said, chiding Bryan.

“I was up all night. I need to sleep in,” Bryan mumbled, his voice low and raspy in the darkened room. The undertone of satisfaction in his voice was unmistakable to Jacob. He added, “You just don’t get it.”

Jacob paused, realization dawning on him. “Did you sleep with Eileen again last night? Stop taking advantage of her. You know, sooner or later, you’re going to…”

Bryan had been intimate with Eileen without admitting they were an item. Jacob was certain it would backfire eventually. But he cut himself off, choosing not to warn Bryan further. If Bryan truly won Eileen over and they ended up married, Jacob would be left without anyone on his side.

“I’m not taking advantage of her. We love each other. It’s all consensual,” Bryan replied, his arms tightening around Eileen, his heart swelling with affection.

“You love each other…” Jacob was at a loss for words.

Bryan’s smile widened. “Hasn’t Phoebe gone to meet you yet? Keep her away from Eileen’s place for now.”

his frustration mounting. It turned out Bryan had technically kicked Phoebe out of Eileen’s place. Jacob was

up, you will never learn about

against his chest. She suddenly opened her eyes. Her curly lashes fluttered

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bodies melding together under the blanket. She was still in a daze, his words from the night before asking them to be together echoing in her mind. She looked up at him, her

I’ll get us something to

famished now. Shifting to lie on her

arm, turning her to face him. With a dissatisfied expression, he inquired, “So I should go just

together, do you want to stop doing that? Do you expect me

of her disastrous attempts at cooking. She herself believed she was no chef. That was probably why Bryan always insisted on

to reward me for cooking for

him briefly before tenderly pecking his lips. As she started to pull away, he drew her closer, encircling her waist

barely rested, catching less than three hours of sleep after a night of passionate lovemaking. Eileen sensed Bryan’s reaction and let out a soft moan in protest. She felt utterly drained now. Although they had indulged in all-night lovemaking before, Bryan had been different this time. He had urged her to be more

rummaging through closets for his clothes. As he searched, his gaze occasionally flicked back to Eileen, who seemed to feel a

to leave for good before, but instead of discarding his clothes, she had found herself wanting to keep them as keepsakes. Bryan eventually retrieved his clothes from a box in the corner, dressing himself while giving Eileen a look. Eileen felt compelled to offer an explanation. “I was worried others would

making his way to the kitchen. With the bedroom door ajar, Eileen could hear