Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 245

Chapter 245:

Eileen immediately sensed that something was amiss with Bryan. She quickly finished her sandwich, walked over to him, and looked down at the drawer. She caught a whiff of the strange scent, her eyebrows knitting together as she blurted out, “I didn’t do that!”

Bryan turned to face her, his expression one of deep disappointment. “It’s just you and me here. If not you, then who? Could it have been me?”

Eileen opened her mouth but couldn’t think of a way to respond. Bryan’s face was stern, his mind haunted by the memory of her rejecting protection last night and her previous discussions about wanting to get pregnant.

“Grandma does not understand me, but how can you not understand me as well?” His accusation cut sharply into Eileen, piercing her heart. She was hurt, and she also felt his pain, understanding his reasons for not wanting children.

“I do understand you. Please, just calm down and let me explain. That day…” Eileen began. Watching the complex emotions swirl in Bryan’s dark eyes, Eileen suddenly felt helpless and lost for words.

“Eileen, I’m so disappointed.” With that, Bryan turned to walk away. His eyes were tinged with red as he left quickly, his back to her to hide his pain.

The room still felt full of Bryan’s presence, and Eileen was haunted by the look of disappointment in his eyes and the tone of his voice. Her legs felt incredibly heavy, so she didn’t chase after him. She had forgotten to mention Stella’s visit to Bryan. How was she supposed to explain it now?

After some time, she stood up and left with a heavy heart. On her way to the Yates family’s place, Eileen pulled the car over at the roadside to send Bryan a message after pondering for a while.

“Bryan, I understand you.” Just four simple words, and then she was at a loss for what more to say.

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The mood in the car was heavy. Raymond breathed cautiously, stealing glances at Bryan through the rearview mirror.

“Mr. Dawson, what should we do about the rumors concerning Ms. Curtis that are circulating online?” Raymond asked.

Bryan’s gaze flickered, and after a pause, he rubbed his forehead and said, “Let it be, and have someone follow her to prevent any further issues.”

As he finished speaking, he noticed the message from Eileen on his phone. His eyes rested on the four simple words, yet he didn’t reply.

Raymond, seeing Bryan’s displeasure, assumed it stemmed from the news about Eileen. So, as soon as they reached the company, Raymond acted quickly to suppress the rumors. Once he managed to control the situation, he sighed in relief. He had expected Bryan’s mood to improve a bit, but throughout the day, Bryan’s expression remained dark. Even the slightest mistakes from the staff drew harsh reprimands from him.

the tension. As the workday neared its end, Denzel attempted to break the tension, saying, “Dawson, you’ve put in a full day’s work, and I haven’t been much help. I feel ashamed. Please, let me handle the rest. You should head back and

reached for a cigarette from the pack on his

oversee it myself. You two go ahead and leave. I’ll go home once I finish

so that he could return home sooner. But now, he wanted to stay late

earnestly. “It’s like a hidden form of protection for Ms. Curtis. With all the paparazzi around, it’s probably safer

words, Raymond understood it as well. “That makes sense. Mr. Dawson really cares about

they spoke, the more somber Bryan’s expression

of you can go home now,” he said

smoking one cigarette after another, his thoughts preoccupied

the recent incident and given Bryan’s evident care for her, she was treated with considerable

and didn’t finish work until the evening. Glancing at her silent phone, she noted

pausing on the way to pick up some groceries. She planned to cook dinner at

house that still echoed with Bryan’s presence, Eileen made her way to the kitchen. Following online recipes, she prepared four of Bryan’s favorite dishes. It was her first attempt at cooking, and the kitchen turned into a bit of a mess, but she managed to finish all four dishes. Though the dishes didn’t look very appetizing, she had

realized she hadn’t prepared the bread. She quickly made toasted bread,

to call Bryan. As she was waiting for him to pick up, she felt a surge of nervousness and anticipation. However, the call was abruptly cut off after

morning flashed through Eileen’s mind, her chest tightening. She tried to reassure herself, telling herself that maybe Bryan

made dinner. When will you be home? Let’s

The bright light illuminated Eileen, making her look lonely. Meanwhile, Eileen’s face, initially

under Stella’s direction, Bryan had taken over the management of Apex Group. Therefore, whether it was his project with the Freguson family or any other business matter,

as she hung up Eileen’s call on Bryan’s phone. She then deleted the message Eileen had just sent and placed the phone back discreetly. So, Bryan and Eileen must have had an argument. That explained Bryan’s gloomy demeanor. Zola slightly raised her eyebrows, her lips curling

it make you sick? Grandma made me promise to ensure you drink it. Had I known it would make you sick, I wouldn’t have given it to you,” she

but it was only after he finished it that he noticed the ingredients at the bottom of the bowl and understood what it was. He hadn’t eaten much that day, and his stomach had churned upon seeing that, causing him

soup to me, just deal with it yourself,” Bryan said. He settled back at his desk, glanced at his watch, and noted it was past nine. He checked his phone and found

loosening it and unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt, and said without looking up, “It’s late; you should go back

put away the meal box. “It’s quite late, and Eileen must be waiting

made Bryan’s brow crease. “Mind your own business. Just

She arched an eyebrow and said,

box aside and retrieved her phone. Before Bryan could react, she took a photo of him slumped back in