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 papers across the table toward

Rules” was neatly inscribed on

discovered they were packed with

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

concern, asking, “Shouldn’t we consult Bryan about this? As his

you think. As long as the current head of the Dawson family agrees, anyone can be added. Since I still hold that position, it won’t be an issue. Once you’re in the genealogy, I’ll designate you

familiar with the intricacies of genealogy, as her own

in agreement. “Alright, I’ll

the red ink pad toward Eileen. “Sign on page thirty-eight, place your fingerprint on page fifty-two, and then

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

hundred rules; I can’t possibly read them this morning. If I need to memorize these rules, you

for you later.” As Eileen signed the document, Stella continued, “No

pad and flipped to

only seven days left. Once Bryan is

document, leaving only the fingerprint section visible. As Stella

time, all required signatures and fingerprints

them away. He sat in the living room, casting occasional glances back at the

eyes, giving

and great

Eileen had signed and stamped, then meticulously

villa and proceeded to the servants’ quarters, where he handed

this to Miss Murray. She’ll know what

arrival and mention of Zola, Doris

driver should handle this; I don’t even know Miss Murray’s

wrongdoings. She’s instructing you to

Doris took the

the Dawson Mansion, she called Zola,

eagerly opened the bag. A single glance at the

This will

you manage to do this?” Zola’s heart raced with a mix

you even care? Just go back now,” she

café. As she approached her car, a sudden

deal with this? Are you trying to bail?” Judie yelled angrily, fixing a stern gaze

calls, first ignoring them, then abruptly hanging up, and eventually