Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 343

Chapter 343:

As they spoke, Dalores bit her lower lip, her face flushing with embarrassment. Being the subject of their ridicule was the ultimate humiliation.

“Julio, have you lost your mind?” She grabbed a glass of water from the table and threw it at Julio, hitting him in the face. His short hair became drenched, and the water trickled down his cheeks and onto his shirt.

His hand, which had been casually resting at his side, clenched into a fist. His face, once filled with laughter just moments ago, now darkened.

“She’s pretty short-tempered, huh? No wonder you’re not into her,” Mabel commented casually.

Dalores, feeling humiliated by Julio’s treatment, didn’t direct her anger at Mabel. After all, she didn’t even know the woman, and the real source of her frustration was Julio.

Without another word, Dalores turned and left, leaving the breakfast behind. Since the light porridge would take another ten minutes to prepare, she waited by the entrance.

Once the food was ready, Julio and Mabel walked out of the restaurant, just as the drizzle started again. He opened an umbrella, shielding Mabel from the rain while leaving himself partially exposed.

Dalores, without an umbrella, watched them disappear into the distance before braving the rain to hail a taxi.

Fortunately, the rain soon stopped, but as a luxury car sped by, it splashed dirty water from the road, soaking Dalores.

In the car’s left-side mirror, Dalores caught a glimpse of Mabel’s smile and half of Julio’s face.

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That was why Dalores was late.

“The Group is facing some troubles. Julio is now desperately seeking a woman of matching family status for a marriage alliance…” Eileen began to explain but couldn’t finish.

She couldn’t comprehend Stella’s cold demeanor, nor her single-minded focus on power and wealth. But Julio, too, was in the same predicament. What could she explain? How was she supposed to make Dalores accept this harsh reality?

“I’m not very familiar with high society, but I truly understand the gap between me and the wealthy. I genuinely care for him as a person, and I refuse to believe he doesn’t feel the same way about me,” Dalores said, her voice quivering.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, a mixture of disbelief and hope swelling inside her. Could Julio possibly have feelings for her, despite all the pain and humiliation she had endured?

After dabbing at her tears, she asked, “Ms. Curtis, do you think there’s a possibility that he cares for me, but he’s dating other women because of pressure from his family?”

Eileen’s lips moved silently, but no words came forth. Should Dalores continue to hope, or face the harsh reality that she and Julio were incompatible?

Eileen was unsettled by Julio’s unyielding rationality. He was a man who had endured nearly a decade of following his own mind.

and make a decision

unable to decipher the complexities between Dalores and Julio, leaving Dalores to gather the courage to confront Julio

for a

arrival, he quickly put his phone away. Then, on second thought, he handed her the phone,

replied, gently pushing

your right to check up on me. Only then can I be

casually scrolling through it with a

“The food is cold now;

waiting for you to feed

at his perfectly functional right hand. “You can eat

and unclenching it before nodding seriously. “Indeed, while you feed me, I

and held it to Eileen’s mouth. “Here, open

cautiously. Bryan then grabbed another one and playfully extended it to

playful behavior, and the two of them finished breakfast. She discreetly added painkillers to

medication, Eileen nestled into

arrived with soup. Upon seeing them asleep, she silently placed the soup on the table and left

Dalores could have easily gone home directly. However, after delivering breakfast to Eileen,

arrived, she wasted no time and headed straight to his office. Finding it empty, she assumed Julio hadn’t returned yet. As she turned to leave,

waiting. After about ten minutes, Julio emerged, freshly showered and dressed

in his office, Julio paused briefly before striding purposefully

you permission to enter my

to speak with you, Dalores,” Julio said, taking

kept his head down, simply replying,

nothing to do with your money.

Julio with a pained expression, her hand trembling

impassive for a moment before responding, “Keep your distance? Then why are you here

After a long pause, she gathered her courage to ask, “I believe you have feelings for me. Are you distancing yourself because of

his chair and

approaching her, Julio leaned against the desk, idly playing with a pen

or not is not a question that needs answering. If it brings you happiness to think I do, then think so. But let me be clear: I’m not playing games with you, nor am I interested in tragic dramas. The woman

her lip forcefully, tasting the metallic tang of blood. She stared at Julio,

Eileen’s secretary at Ferguson Group.

Dalores before adding,

job properly under her. I don’t care about whatever is between you two; I just want

silent upon

away her tears, discarded the tissue into the bin, composed herself,