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.

meal progressed in awkward silence. Only Eileen and Gabriela

packed Gianna’s and Conroy’s belongings. They threw

for the truck, watched the

family,” she said. “I don’t want their trash.

process descended into chaos. Items of all shapes and sizes were hastily tossed into the truck. Gianna’s lingerie, including her briefs and bras, were draped over the edge of the truck, fluttering

uploaded on

head!” Gianna rebuked Conroy in a hushed tone. “Though we’re thrown out of the family, we need to

bodyguards approached, scooped her up, and

the same fate, being thrown into the truck with equal force. His bulky frame

Conroy’s body fell on her. Though the truck’s walls concealed the impact, her anguished cry resonated through the air, echoing far

truck started and

none of them brave enough to speak up, particularly after the bombshell news that Bryan’s wife was Eileen,