Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 341

Chapter 341:

Stella, frail and aging, leaned heavily on her two helpers, each step a cautious shuffle. She glared at Eileen with an intensity that seemed to cut through the air between them.

Sensing the growing tension in the room, Josue swiftly rose from his seat and intercepted Stella before things could escalate further.

“Mrs. Dawson, it’s been too long. It seems trouble always follows when we meet—must be some sort of bad luck charm,” Josue said with a forced lightness. “Please, take a seat here and let’s wait for the news. The doctor said Bryan is fine.”

Josue guided Stella to a nearby bench, practically pulling her down onto it. Stella lacked the strength to resist his firm grasp, and as soon as she was seated, she turned to him sharply.

“Josue Payne, let me go. I just want to ask Eileen if she’ll only be satisfied once Bryan dies in front of her.”

Josue stood his ground, his eyes fixed on Eileen, who stood with an air of defiance. “Whether you want to believe it or not, if Bryan were to collapse right now, it wouldn’t be you struggling to cope, but her. And if Bryan were to sacrifice himself for her, he’d do it willingly!”

Josue’s words cut through Stella, leaving her at a loss for words.

“So, she’s entirely wrong. If you can’t even manage your own grandson, why create problems for others?”

Josue bent down slightly, placing a hand gently on Stella’s back, cautious of her escalating temper.

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Eileen turned away, unmoved by Stella’s fury. Her gaze remained fixed on the red light in the top right corner of the waiting room, her thoughts consumed solely by Bryan.

Then, the doors to the operating room swung open, and Bryan emerged, unsteady on his feet.

His white shirt was marred with bloodstains, his complexion pale, and a portion of his hair on the right side had been shaved and was now wrapped in bandages. He looked a stark contrast to his usual lively and handsome self.

His eyes flickered, landing on Eileen, who was struggling to rise from the floor.

Dizzy from crying, Eileen rushed toward him and threw herself into his arms.

His body swayed slightly, prompting the attending medical staff to step forward quickly and offer their support.

Once steady, they retreated, and Bryan moved closer to Stella, who had also risen and moved toward him.

“Madam, Mr. Dawson is stable,” the doctor explained.

“However, his left palm is severely shattered, with the bones fragmented, which will limit his hand’s mobility. He has also sustained a serious head injury with significant blood loss and a mild concussion” the doctor explained earnestly.

Eileen ignored the doctor’s words, pressing her face against Bryan’s chest, comforted by the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

“Look at him, still strong enough to hold onto a woman. He’s fine,” Josue remarked, his voice carrying a hint of relief.

of Stella’s arm to defuse the situation. “Come on now,

for Eileen, Stella stepped back to listen to the

at his pale face. She leaned in, softly pressing her lips

slightly, she asked,

but seeing you cry hurts my heart,” he replied, his fingers gently tangling in her

dazed. One singular thought dominated his mind – even if he had just one breath remaining, he had to extricate himself from the vehicle and make sure Eileen

with the

be getting old… I almost didn’t make it. Thank goodness

wall,

many more seven years must we let slip by? How many

but he was grateful that she had been by his

a year had passed in the blink of an

Bryan suddenly chuckled, his body slowly sinking. His eyelids grew heavy, unable to stay

unconsciousness, needing at least two weeks to recover before leaving the

months of recovery ahead to

VIP ward, Eileen finally understood the gravity of the situation

was thankful to Josue, who had managed to convince Stella

ward with Bryan, she gently removed his blood-stained shirt, noticing

her moments earlier and noticing the bruises on his body, likely from the crash, she thought it might be causing him

and carefully cleansed his face of the remaining blood,

change into a

time she was done,

hurried footsteps broke the silence of the corridor, and the ward door swung

“Eileen?”

burst in, their eyes showing signs of

they let

as

Eileen and Bryan’s hands intertwined, her expression

softly, her head bowed slightly. “I know you

rushed to her side, saying earnestly, “I respect your decision. As for him, I

was quiet,

brief moment, Eileen remembered

Eileen crossed the room and asked urgently, “How’s Gabriela?

don’t worry. It’s nothing serious. The doctor gave her some medicine, and her fever has gone down. Josue and Kylie are looking after her at home with

eye on

realizing she might not

soft. “Eileen,

the hospital.” Eileen was determined to tell Bryan about Gabriela when the time was right.

here, and I’ll handle Gabriela,” Bailee said, giving Eileen’s arm a reassuring

bones for soup.