Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 299

Chapter 299:

Bryan’s cold gaze shifted slightly, locking onto Raymond. He stated icily, “She won’t attend.”

After a moment, Raymond ventured another piece of advice. “The Apex Group is in turmoil now. How can you even think about heading to the club? Aren’t you concerned about the consequences?”

“About what?” Bryan cut him off sharply. “Worried you’ll lose out on perks if you stick with me? Then you might want to start job hunting.” Raymond was left at a loss for words.

He watched as Bryan slipped into a suit and departed from the hospital room.

Today, Jacob and Phoebe had each invited their friends separately to meals to sidestep any awkward encounters. Eileen, having attended Phoebe’s wedding, had initially stayed home but decided to come out after receiving several calls from Phoebe.

She knew that as her pregnancy advanced, it would become harder for her to go out in the future.

Alongside her were Bailee, Julio, and a handful of Phoebe’s longtime friends—seven people in total—who gathered at the entrance of a posh private club. Phoebe led them into the reserved room.

Upon opening the door to the private room, a mix of smoke and alcohol wafted out. Inside, the room buzzed with talking and laughter, with Jacob at the center, microphone in hand, playfully singing.

For a moment, Eileen was stunned.

After a short pause, Jacob set the microphone down and approached Phoebe, asking softly, “Honey, why are you here?”

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“What do you mean, why am I here?” Phoebe responded sharply. “I’m the one who booked this room.”

The waiter, still holding the door open, was visibly confused and asked, “Mr. Meyer, Mrs. Meyer, aren’t you two together?”

At this, Phoebe slapped her forehead and exclaimed, “I forgot I used Jacob’s membership card to book the room.” That chance encounter had also led the club staff to believe they were together and thus prepared only one room.

“Honey, our timing is unbelievably perfect,” Jacob joked, glancing next to Phoebe, stepping aside. In a shadowy corner was Bryan, with his dark eyes and chiseled features set in an unreadable expression. His legs were casually crossed, a cigarette dangling from his fingers, the smoke swirling around him.

“Isn’t he supposed to be in the hospital?” Phoebe had intentionally planned separate invitations to avoid exactly this type of awkward encounter.

She hadn’t anticipated her careful arrangements would be in vain.

“I assumed he wouldn’t attend since he was hospitalized, so I just called him on a whim. Yet, he was the first one here,” Jacob said. “He looks rough, but he’s mingling with these tough kids as if he is a different person now.”

“Then…” Phoebe turned to Eileen and said, “Let’s find a different room.”

The waiter quickly interjected, “Mrs. Meyer, there are no more private rooms available now.”

we’ll go somewhere else,” Phoebe decided promptly and began leading Eileen out. “Hey, Phoebe, why leave just

to clink glasses at your wedding. Now

men burst out of the private room, halting Phoebe’s exit and gently

with them, Phoebe turned to see Eileen and Bailee already settled

began socializing with the young men they

look of apology and whispered, “I’m sorry; I

composed, pointedly ignoring the intense stares coming

and Julio interacted sparingly, maintaining a distance that suggested they weren’t close,

conversation only flowed when Phoebe reminisced about

attention

to him and engaged in each game, his

began showing Eileen pictures of potential suitors. “You’re not getting any younger; it’s time to think about settling down. Look, here are some suitable men from respectable families—tall, short, heavy, slim—pick anyone you like,”

groomsman for Eileen.

continued smoking, playing cards, and enjoying himself,

one isn’t bad; he looks quite

grew noticeably tense, and the chatter around Bryan slowly

smoking and shuffling cards, his eyes

hands stood out, his grip on

remarks pierced his

snuffed out his cigarette, seized an uncorked bottle of wine, and

his mouth, tracing a path down his sharply defined chin and pronounced Adam’s apple, staining

die? The doctor strictly forbade alcohol! It could

glared at Eileen, his harsh words slicing through the air. “You have the right to be choosy? You’re just a woman who chases money; why bother complicating things at

both financially and emotionally involved and hard to get rid of,” Eileen

clad in black trousers, carried him toward her as he reached out and firmly grasped her chin. Leaning close, his eyes burned with a rage that seemed to devour all in

tongue. Let’s see if you remain as defiant when facing

As she came to her senses, she swiftly reached for

his icy stare chilled her to the

stepped in, exclaiming, “Bryan, have you lost your mind? This isn’t Eileen’s fault. Why don’t you sort out the Dawson family’s troubles by yourself?” The cloud

welled up in her eyes, but she bravely returned

money? Then be my mistress

on his cheek, slightly narrowing his eyes. “Bryan,

was fierce, suggesting he might crush Eileen’s jaw

her chin, and Eileen was jolted onto the

quickly lifted her, checking how

Bailee was concerned about the baby but didn’t voice it due to

her gaze on Bryan.