Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 287

Chapter 287:

“I’ll accompany you to the Dawson Mansion first, and then we can go to the new house together,” Bryan said decisively.

Before Eileen could respond, Stella interjected over the phone, “You focus on your work. Let Eileen alone. I need to discuss something with her that doesn’t concern you.”

“Okay, I’ll head over right now,” Eileen replied, ending the call. She turned to Bryan, saying, “You should concentrate on your work. You’ve been constantly on the go with me, and you have late nights ahead. If you wear yourself out before the wedding, it wouldn’t be helpful.”

Slipping on her coat, she smiled.

She hadn’t had the chance to visit the newly renovated house yet. Knowing that the wedding photos and the wedding dress were there made it a location full of temptation and surprises for her.

She was eager to see it but didn’t want to inconvenience Bryan with back-and-forth trips.

“Plus, if I wrap things up quickly with Stella, I’ll make a beeline for the house. I’ve got the keys,” she added. Bryan agreed, and they both headed downstairs, each driving their own cars and parting at the entrance of the neighborhood.

The morning sunlight slanted into the Dawson Mansion, casting a warm glow over the clean and bright living room. Stella was not in the living room; she was seated in the dining room instead.

Upon Eileen’s arrival, a servant promptly led her to the dining room. There, she was greeted by a pile of thick documents on the table, which momentarily stunned her. “Eileen, you’ve arrived?” Stella quickly gathered herself from her previous melancholy and beckoned Eileen over. Turning to the servants, she gestured for them to bring Eileen her preferred snacks along with milk and chicken soup.

The table was swiftly filled with an assortment of dishes, nearly covering half of its surface.

“I’ve already had breakfast, so I’m not hungry,” Eileen said, offering Stella an apologetic smile.

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Stella had intended all of this as a kind gesture, though it seemed somewhat excessive. The servants quietly left the dining room, leaving only Jarred standing behind Stella.

Neither of them made much eye contact with Eileen, though their voices maintained the customary warmth. “If you’re not hungry, I’ll have them keep it warm for you. You can eat whenever you wish,” Jarred said, taking the soup and heading back to the kitchen with it.

“Eileen, you don’t seem well. Have you been getting enough rest?” Stella asked, observing the weariness etched on Eileen’s face, her mind pondering a thought.

“It’s likely the upcoming wedding that’s making me nervous. I’ve been struggling to sleep,” Eileen confessed. After a brief pause, Stella gently inquired, “Is it due to inadequate rest, or could you be pregnant?”

“I’m not pregnant,” Eileen promptly clarified. “My period ended just a few days ago.”

Stella’s disappointment was clear, but she quickly masked it with a smile. “No need to hurry. Since you’re not expecting and the wedding is close, we’ll need to find another method to ensure everything goes smoothly. Here, these are the Dawson family rules passed down by our ancestors. There are quite a few of them, several hundred in fact. Take a look.”

pile of

“Dawson Family Rules” was neatly inscribed

discovered they were packed with dense

the Dawson family genealogy while I still have the opportunity. Do you have any objections?”

moment’s thought, Eileen raised a concern, asking, “Shouldn’t we consult Bryan about this? As his wife, wouldn’t I need his approval to be added to

added. Since I still hold that position, it won’t be an issue. Once you’re in the

of genealogy,

nodded in agreement. “Alright, I’ll trust your

Eileen. “Sign on page thirty-eight, place

signature line, picked up the pen to sign. “Eileen!” Stella suddenly called out, “Aren’t you

read them this morning. If I need to memorize these rules,

“Go ahead and sign. I’ll have a copy printed for you later.” As Eileen signed the document, Stella continued, “No need to memorize them all;

the ink pad and flipped

only seven days left. Once Bryan is involved, I’ll

the fingerprint section

time, all required signatures and fingerprints were

documents and took them away. He sat in the

eyes, giving her a gentle

a kind and great person,

Eileen had signed and stamped, then meticulously sealed them in

servants’ quarters, where he

this to Miss Murray. She’ll know

and

said, “The driver should handle this; I don’t even know Miss Murray’s

Mrs. Dawson is aware of all your wrongdoings. She’s

this, Doris took the sealed

Zola, who quickly gave her an address

nearby café, where Zola eagerly opened the bag. A single glance at the

This

Eileen. How did you

care? Just go back now,” she

again and exited the café. As she approached her car, a sudden force knocked

you trying to bail?” Judie yelled angrily, fixing a stern gaze

calls, first ignoring them,