Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 1167:

“No,” Eileen interjected firmly. “I’m going. You stay here.”

Bryan hesitated, taking in her disheveled appearance. Before he could protest, Eileen fixed him with a steely gaze. “Don’t try to stop me, or we’ll have problems,” she stated, her tone brooking no argument.

He replied, “I’m not trying to stop you. I just want you to change your clothes before going to the police station. You should wear more; the weather is cold.”

Eileen’s face softened.

The cold corridor outside the resuscitation room had left her chilled to the bone, her thin clothing offering little warmth. She was also wearing slippers, which made her unable to drive a car.

“I’ll borrow your clothes,” Eileen said, already moving to take Bryan’s clothes. “I have spare shoes in the car. If anything changes with Gabriela, call me immediately.”

As she donned Bryan’s clothes, Eileen continued, “I’m better equipped to handle Amoura. You manage things afterward.”

He looked at Eileen, who looked strange

with Amoura was the better choice. His strengths lay in handling the

strode into the brightly lit police

the late hour, the room buzzed

alone, facing Angel and her parents, surrounded by many

live

the situation with utmost seriousness. They knew this case required delicate

the powder in Miss Dawson’s milk bottle,

her eyes and

the powder, it might have fallen

had been raised overseas and carried an air of arrogance from marrying the first son of the Deleon

in casual home clothes and silently waiting for the outcome, Presley