Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 1193:

If Adalina had been able to help with Milford’s case, he wouldn’t have gone to jail. Back then, no one knew what Adalina had thought about the matter. Her parents had refused to come forward because they feared the issue would negatively impact Adalina’s life. After all, Adalina had been just a young girl back then.

However, Eileen was still upset thinking about it. “Adalina, study hard. Don’t let your parents down. Don’t dwell on someone you’re better off forgetting.”

After Eileen sent the text, Adalina didn’t reply. Adalina’s profile photo showed the back of a boy. As Eileen stared at it, she suddenly realized that it was Milford’s back. Then, the shirt and black hair in the photo changed. Adalina had changed the color of the photo. Maybe Adalina would never forget Milford.

“The spaghetti is getting cold.” Bryan had been sitting there for a while, and his expression turned concerned as he watched Eileen engrossed with her phone, neglecting her food.

Eileen tossed her phone aside and started to eat. After a while, she said, “You said Milford would reach out when he got back to West Land, right? How many days has it been?”

Bryan’s gaze dimmed slightly as he replied, “Actually, Milford is already back in West Land. I forgot to mention it earlier. He’s helping his uncle with some business matters.”

her fork. “He’s not doing physical labor, is he? Milford’s intellect is impressive, and his high IQ makes up for his lack of formal education. If he’s willing, we could help him go back to school. And even

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he will contact us,” Bryan replied with a serious expression. “However, he has chosen not to reach out. At this point, the only thing we can do

She sensed Bryan’s hesitance, and his tone suggested there was more to

through him, especially after all the time they had spent together. Her intuition

needs anything, he will contact us. Trust

Eileen lost her appetite. She had only half a plate of spaghetti, but now, she wasn’t in the mood to eat anymore. She pushed the plate away and stood up. “Okay, then I’ll wait for him to

and put away the plate. He then pulled out his phone to call Raymond, seeking an update on

didn’t know better, I would think Milford is a spy,” Raymond said. “He occasionally pops up on camera in different locations, but it’s unclear if

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