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.

progressed in awkward silence. Only Eileen and Gabriela ate well; Bryan barely touched his

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

paid for the truck, watched the

stolen enough from this family,” she said. “I don’t

of all shapes and sizes were hastily tossed into the truck. Gianna’s lingerie, including her briefs and bras, were

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hushed tone. “Though we’re thrown out of the family, we need to leave with some

spoken than two burly bodyguards approached, scooped her up, and unceremoniously tossed her into the

with equal force. His bulky frame came crashing down directly

out a loud yelp of pain as Conroy’s body fell on her. Though the truck’s walls concealed the impact, her anguished cry resonated through the

started and left

to speak up, particularly after the bombshell news that Bryan’s wife