Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 252

Chapter 252:

Eileen’s clear eyes locked with Bryan’s dark ones for a few seconds before she looked away. As if she hadn’t seen him, Eileen settled onto the couch, set down her bag, and started texting Phoebe. She asked Phoebe why Bryan was here. She had trusted Phoebe, only to realize she had fallen into Phoebe’s trap. Phoebe quickly sent a voice message to explain, “Don’t get me wrong. I asked Bryan to go there to apologize. Whether you’ll forgive him or not, he needs to say sorry to you.”

The room was silent. Bryan’s eyes were on Eileen, and the phone’s speaker was loud enough for him to hear the voice message. He looked a bit uneasy, leaning against the window with a stiff posture, his eyes still fixed on Eileen. Eileen lifted her eyebrows slightly, seemingly pleased with his reason for being here. She texted Phoebe back and then settled comfortably on the couch with her phone.

Bryan approached Eileen, standing in front of her and casting a shadow over her. Eileen lifted her gaze as she said, “Move.” Bryan frowned and got next to her, his presence suddenly surrounding her. But he didn’t do anything else. Eileen ignored him. Even though she was staring at her phone, his presence distracted her. He sat there, his profile tight with unease, which was unusual for him.

Jacob and Phoebe’s arrival broke the tense atmosphere. They burst in and paused when they saw Eileen and Bryan sitting together. “Have you two reconciled already?” Phoebe sounded disappointed. “Eileen, you really have no backbone!” “No way,” Jacob said, lightly nudging Phoebe’s arm and gesturing towards Bryan. “If they really made up, they wouldn’t be sitting on the couch; they’d be doing it on the bed.” Phoebe sighed in relief and sat next to Eileen.

Eileen finally turned to look at Bryan. They locked eyes, and she asked, “Did you ask them to invite me out just to sit here with you?” “Yesterday at noon, Raymond didn’t tell me you invited me for lunch. If I had known this, I wouldn’t have refused you to have lunch with Benita to sign the contract,” Bryan was straightforward, his expression serious.

“So, you blame Raymond?” Eileen asked, crossing her arms. “Then why did you ignore my messages and calls?” Bryan looked shocked and checked his phone several times. “When did you message or call?”

To prove his innocence, he handed his phone to Eileen. Eileen leaned back on the sofa. “I wouldn’t dare check your phone. Besides, you might have deleted the calls and messages beforehand, so what’s the use of me checking your phone now?” “Eileen!” Bryan couldn’t help but raise his voice, Eileen’s sarcasm making him panic.

Seeing that Bryan didn’t seem to be lying, Jacob quickly said, “Look, it’s all a misunderstanding. Why don’t you just sort it out? Dragging this out for so long and bickering over it isn’t worth it.” A misunderstanding? Eileen looked at Bryan coldly and said, “You blame Raymond for not telling you about lunch, you blame the phone for missing calls and messages, and you accuse me of tampering with the condoms. So, you’re saying you haven’t done anything wrong? If that’s the case, why are you even talking to me now?” After saying this, she grabbed her bag and stood up to leave.

ultimately, the real issue between them was the matter of the punctured condoms. Eileen was genuinely upset, each strand of her long hair bristling with irritation. Bryan quickly stood up and grabbed her

remained firm. She noticed the veins on the back of his hand, more pronounced than usual, showing he was using all his strength to stop her. Jacob swiftly got up from his seat, pulling Phoebe towards the exit. “Bryan’s about to lose his cool. We can’t watch this

asked, refusing to leave. “Didn’t you see? He’s completely under Eileen’s thumb now. Eileen is completely in control of the situation,” Jacob replied. Jacob could

support her in confronting Bryan, but in reality, she lacked the courage to do so. When Phoebe heard Bryan admit he was wrong, she considered her task half complete. Actually, she hadn’t done anything; it was Eileen who had Bryan wrapped around her finger. Phoebe and Jacob’s conversation was silenced by the closed door of

it, her eyes misted up. His arms held her tightly, and he lowered his head to kiss her forehead. “I shouldn’t have lost my temper with you that day,” he admitted. Eileen pressed her hands against his chest as she lowered her gaze, her lips curling slightly. “So?

weighing heavily on him. “It wasn’t you; it was my grandmother.” Bryan had reviewed the surveillance footage and found out the truth. Thinking about

not because you truly believed me,” Eileen tried to hide her bitterness. “I promise, from now on, I’ll believe you unconditionally,” Bryan said, his hands firm on her waist, his expression serious. This eased the grievances in Eileen’s heart slightly. They had come so

chance to explain, no matter what happens in the future,” Eileen said. As soon as she finished speaking, Bryan leaned in, capturing her lips with his own. The faint

sorry,” he murmured, pressing his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling, dissolving any barriers between them. But he was oversimplifying things; Eileen might not be giving up, but she held a grudge. As they left

matter.” Phoebe had hoped to stand by Eileen and confront Bryan together, but she lacked the courage to do so. Besides, this misunderstanding was bound to be resolved;

need to face the same obstacles she and Bryan had faced. “I’ve

the message. “What does this mean?” she asked, puzzled. Could this be related to the incident at the banquet where Megan had helped Benita slander her? But that was a long time ago. Bryan

saying that he had done a good thing for Jacob. Apart from Eileen, no one else was worth his effort. The night, cloaked in the last whispers of summer, held a slight chill. The window was slightly open, the wind causing Eileen’s hair to dance. The car smoothly pulled up at the

she noticed no response from Phoebe. She raised an eyebrow and put away her phone. A shadow suddenly loomed over her. The elevator ascended, and a deluge of kisses cascaded upon her. They landed softly on her forehead, the corners of her eyes, the tip of her nose, her cheeks, and finally,

Eileen off her feet. But Eileen swiftly wriggled out of his grasp and pushed him out of the elevator. Bryan reached out to stop the elevator doors from closing. His fingertips whitened, frustration evident on his face. His desire-filled