Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 226

Chapter 226

Chapter 226:

Down the stairs came Milford, his steps quick and brimming with rage. He marched up to Eileen, his anger palpable. “Did Zola give you money to deal with those people’s demands?”

Eileen was taken aback by the sudden question. “What?”

“Isn’t it clear?” Zola had also come downstairs, her voice sharp. “Half a million. I used it to fix your problem! Think about the mess you’ve gotten yourself into. And watch your tone when you talk to me!”

Eileen finally caught on to what they were arguing about. “Miss Murray, didn’t you say we should keep this a secret?”

Eileen had received a WhatsApp message from Zola earlier instructing her to keep the matter confidential. So, she hadn’t mentioned anything to Milford.

Zola took a deep breath, feeling a twinge of guilt. “I’m sorry. I just mentioned it because Milford and I were having an argument. I couldn’t help but bring it up.”

“So, did she really pay up?” Milford questioned again, his voice laced with disbelief.

“Yeah, she did. Legally, she’s your guardian. Even if we wanted to take those people to court, she’d have to step in,” Eileen replied, looking at Milford. “But I hadn’t expected she’d hand over the cash like that.”

Milford turned to glare at Zola. “So you were just being foolish. Are you trying to impress me by throwing money around? Do you believe that paying half a million will earn you favor in my eyes? If you’re so dissatisfied with that, why don’t you trade my life for that amount of money? Otherwise, quit ordering me around!”

“Zola’s your sister, and Eileen’s your tutor,” Bryan said in a cold voice. “Is this how you speak to them?”

With those words, Bryan silenced Milford. His grumpy demeanor was affecting not just Zola, but also Eileen.

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Eileen had promised Zola to keep the debt under wraps, so Milford had thought Eileen had sorted everything out and felt thankful towards her. Now, it seemed as though Eileen was taking undeserved credit in front of Milford.

“Regardless of who did what, the main thing is that it’s all sorted out now. Zola’s your sister, and she deserves to be kept in the loop regarding your matters. Sure, she might have dealt with it foolishly, but she was still trying to help.”

After speaking, Bryan gestured for Eileen to join him at the dinner table. “Let’s eat,” he said.

Without a word, Milford took a seat, ensuring he kept his distance from Zola, quietly digging into his meal. In no time, he finished and headed upstairs, clearly still angry.

hung heavily in the

atmosphere, Zola spoke softly, “I’m sorry

now on, don’t come here unless necessary.” He believed Milford’s irritation

Zola was taken aback.

that. Tonight is meant for celebration,

followed suit, trying to smooth things over after

up, Bryan saw the guests off. Eileen, eager to

a cup of milk in hand, she gently pushed the door open just as Milford glanced her way.

dinner. Want some milk?” Eileen offered, her

I’m just a nuisance. Isn’t it better I starve?” Milford

Eileen compared to how he

Eileen took a seat nearby. “You might feel like a nuisance, but that’s no reason to be so hard on yourself. And what about your promise to repay me someday? You haven’t

jolted upright, his eyes locking onto Eileen with determination. “I’m done with Zola.

love for you might feel heavy now,

actions towards me aren’t out of love; they’re driven by hatred. She wishes she could

by the weight of his words and the determination in his eyes. Milford reclined, cocooning himself in the blanket. “I’m still too young. I can’t shake off her guardianship until I turn eighteen. But mark my

him, interpreting his earlier outburst as merely a vent. “About the debt, I kept quiet because your sister asked me to. Maybe

you find her hypocritical?” Milford interjected. “She tells you to keep quiet, then spills the beans to me. What a

words hit home. Though she didn’t particularly like Zola, she couldn’t pinpoint why. Zola had never directly wronged her and had always acted in Bryan’s best interest. Thus, Eileen found herself unable to speak ill of

said firmly, “Regardless of what you think, keep it to yourself. She’s your sister, and airing family issues isn’t cool. You

wouldn’t be at me; it’d be because you know I’m right!” Milford shot back,

up abruptly. “Stop talking nonsense. It’s late; put the book down

Bryan emerged from the bathroom. Wrapped in a towel, water droplets shimmered on his

Eileen, Bryan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked,

why he always gets so

his hair with the towel. He tossed it over his shoulder and leaned against the wall. “Aren’t you

her close with his arm enveloping her waist. A

big favor?” he asked. His clean, slender fingers brushed her cheek, tucking away stray strands of hair as he leaned in to

knew his intentions all too well. But was this really gratitude? It felt more like repaying a kindness with a grudge, considering how

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