Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 212

Chapter 212:

The police officer had previously advised Eileen to try and settle the matter privately. He wondered if Eileen had been unable to control her fury and taken action. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Eileen said calmly, “Except for the claim that I was going to kill Vivian, which is untrue, everything else is correct. I indeed attacked her.”

Upon hearing this, the police officer hesitated momentarily before writing down her statement. Bryan stood beside Eileen, studying her composed face with a frown.

“I’m going to sue her and put her in prison,” Kian said, fixing his intense gaze on Bryan. Seeing Bryan’s tense demeanor gave Kian a sense of victory. He believed the evidence was indisputable. Eileen had confessed, and Kian knew that Bryan was unable to help her now.

Phoebe approached Eileen from behind, gently pulling at her sleeve, saying, “What are you doing?”

Jacob watched the unfolding drama with bewilderment. Was Eileen really going to end up in prison because of this?

“Sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Warren, but I’m not going to jail,” Eileen replied, pulling out a medical report from her pocket and showing it to the police officer. Then she asked, “Can I leave now?”

After a quick look at the report, the officer’s lips twitched, and he nodded. “Yes.”

Everyone stretched their necks, curious about the contents of the report Eileen was holding. But Eileen swiftly put it away, took hold of one of Bryan’s fingers, and said, “Let’s go.” She then made her way through the crowd and left with Bryan.

Behind them, Megan, coming to her senses, started shouting at the police officer, “Why did you let her go?”

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Phoebe and Jacob hurried after Eileen and Bryan, while Zola, who had been observing the scene from a distance, watched their departing figures.

At the club’s entrance, Eileen was intercepted by Phoebe and Jacob. Bryan, with an arm protectively wrapped around Eileen, shielded her from Jacob and Phoebe.

“Don’t stop me! I want to know what Eileen showed to the police!”

“What’s on that report?” Phoebe and Jacob were eager for answers.

Eileen hung her head in silence. This was her first time handling things this way, and it made her feel somewhat embarrassed. The smile on Bryan’s face grew, but he maintained a serious tone in his voice. “Enough with the fuss. We’ll discuss this at home.”

head over to your place,” Jacob said, ushering Phoebe into his car

Jacob’s car vanished from view, Eileen bit her lip and looked up at Bryan, suggesting

Eileen, and kissed her forehead. “What’s there to fear? Any idea that fixes the problem is

the report in her pocket felt hot, as if it were burning. As the engine started, the car began to pull away slowly. In the rearview mirror, Zola’s figure

what’s on the report,

gave a slight nod, his eyes steady

said in a hushed tone. She took out the medical report from her pocket,

hit the brakes, stopping the car in the middle of the road, and stared at her

easy for a sane person to obtain a diagnosis of mental illness.” She had answered the doctor’s questions inaccurately on purpose and behaved erratically. In less than thirty minutes, she

them started

glow on him, highlighting his barely contained amusement. “Eileen, what were you

that the medical report might make Bryan question whether she was actually mentally stable. But she hadn’t expected him to

else was I supposed to do? Vivian is a lunatic and constantly causing problems for me. I can barely work normally. If I didn’t come up with this trick, how would I continue

truth. Even though the method was a bit extreme, it could at least effectively handle Vivian and Megan. Now, she wouldn’t technically be breaking the law by responding physically to their provocations. They could

had plenty of free time to harass Eileen, meaning their conflicts would likely persist, continuing

Phoebe had been waiting. They hurried over and opened the passenger door, bombarding Eileen with questions as she stepped

exiting the car, took a cigarette from his pocket and strolled leisurely after her. However, Bryan didn’t enter the villa, apparently engaged in

for details, sat on the couch with their eyes fixed on Eileen. Then, under

and Jacob leaned forward, their gaze fixating on the diagnosis on the medical report. They exchanged a look with each other before bursting

away, puzzled about why their first response was to laugh rather than suspect her of being mentally ill. Her eyes drifted to the French windows, where she could see Bryan leaning against a tree in the

said firmly, “Stop laughing, or I’ll hit you, and it wouldn’t be against the

funny,” Phoebe remarked. Jacob slapped his thigh, saying, “This birthday of mine is truly memorable. Now, if only we had some late-night snacks and

home and drink by yourself.” Bryan walked in, changed his shoes at the entryway, and retrieved a first aid kit from a cupboard near the

a moment before extending her hand, revealing a shallow cut on the back of her hand where the blood had dried. It was a small injury from Vivian’s knife, not painful at all. Eileen thought

cleaned the dried blood and applied a Band-Aid over the wound. “You’re injured?” Phoebe had just noticed Eileen’s wound, her voice tinged with concern. Jacob glanced at Eileen’s wound and said, “Better take care of that soon, or it’ll heal before you even treat it.

he was using at Jacob, hitting him precisely on the forehead. “You can head out now. It’s late, and Eileen has to work tomorrow. Come back tomorrow

“Who were you on the phone with?” he

blinked and whispered to Eileen, “Your hand is injured; you really shouldn’t be

casually replied to Jacob, “Just sorting out some work on

and Phoebe to follow, and as soon as they stepped outside, the door shut behind