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.”

your place,” Jacob said, ushering Phoebe into his car and driving to Eileen’s without

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

kissed her forehead. “What’s there to fear? Any idea

medical report, but at that moment, 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 at the club’s entrance appeared very small, and

saw what’s on the report, didn’t you?” Noticing the subtle smile on Bryan’s face, she

steady as he responded, “Is

in a hushed tone. She took out the medical report from

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

not mentally ill,” Eileen clarified. “It’s challenging for someone who is mentally ill to prove they are not, but it’s quite 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 had obtained the report. Before

behind them started honking

glow on him, highlighting his barely contained amusement. “Eileen, what were you thinking?” His laughter

she was actually mentally stable. But she hadn’t expected him to react with laughter, which left her

me. I can barely work normally. If I

Vivian and Megan. Now, she wouldn’t

he silently considered that Vivian still had plenty of free time to harass

in front of the villa, where Jacob and Phoebe had been waiting. They hurried over and opened the passenger door, bombarding Eileen with questions as she stepped out and walked toward the

cigarette from his pocket and strolled

Phoebe and Jacob. The two, eager for details, sat on the couch with their eyes fixed on Eileen. Then, under their intense stare, Eileen

the diagnosis on the medical report. They exchanged a look

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

you,

But it’s also too 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 drinks, today would be perfect.” He reached for

and drink by yourself.” Bryan walked in, changed his shoes at the entryway, and retrieved a first aid kit from a cupboard near the door. He approached Eileen, opened the kit, and pulled out iodine and

the back of her hand where the blood had dried. It was a small injury from Vivian’s knife, not painful

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

Jacob could finish, Bryan flicked the cotton swab he was using at Jacob, hitting him precisely on the forehead. “You can head out now. It’s late, and

were you on the phone with?” he asked Bryan while standing up and giving Phoebe

to Eileen, “Your hand is injured; you really shouldn’t be doing any

Phoebe, then turned to look at Bryan. Bryan was putting away the first aid kit and casually replied to Jacob, “Just sorting out some work on the phone.”

follow, and as soon as they stepped outside, the door