Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 895:

Maximo’s jaw dropped.

“Your wife? Mr. Dawson, you’ve gotta be joking, right?”

A chill settled over Bryan’s eyes.

“Do I look like I’m in the mood for jokes now?”

Maximo gasped. Suddenly, everything clicked. No wonder Conroy had been so silent. Bryan wasn’t here as his guest—he was on Leyla’s side.

No wonder Leyla had been so confident.

A nervous sweat ran down Maximo’s forehead as he forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. He sank back into his seat, the weight of the situation hitting him like a ton of bricks.

silence. Only Eileen and Gabriela ate well;

the servants of the Vazquez family packed Gianna’s and Conroy’s belongings. They threw everything into a

who had paid for the truck, watched the scene

she said. “I don’t want their trash. Let

sizes were hastily tossed into the truck. Gianna’s lingerie, including her briefs and bras, were draped over the edge of

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rebuked Conroy in a hushed tone. “Though we’re thrown out of the family, we need

sooner had she spoken than two burly bodyguards approached, scooped her up, and unceremoniously

equal force. His bulky frame came crashing

as Conroy’s body fell on her. Though the truck’s walls concealed the impact, her anguished

started

in silence, none of them brave enough to speak