Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 1317:

“Doesn’t it strike you as odd how much she knows about us?” Eileen asked. While her falling out with Bryan and running away to Wist Land wasn’t difficult to uncover, Phoebe’s quiet stay there was far less common knowledge.

Phoebe’s eyes narrowed. “There’s something familiar about her. I can’t shake the feeling I’ve seen her before.” Eileen glanced at her dark phone screen, a pang of heartache emerging as she recalled Raymond’s recent job change. Once tasked with investigating Amoura, Raymond had now switched allegiances to her side.

Eileen sniffled, her voice neutral. “Let’s set her aside for now. We need to focus on Milford’s situation first.” Phoebe nodded emphatically, equally concerned about Milford.

As the last guests departed and the annual party wound down, the clock struck ten in the evening. Normally, Raymond would have seen to the farewells, but his absence had left Bryan to handle the task alone. After that, Bryan found Eileen asleep in a lounge chair, holding Gabriela in her arms. Eileen’s slender frame curled protectively around her daughter’s chubby form, the child’s cheeks flushing in her sleep, a toy still clutched in her tiny hand.

Bryan arranged for a hotel suite. He scooped up Eileen and Gabriela, carrying them to the reserved suite. He gently put Gabriela onto one bed and then climbed into

streets teemed with people dragging suitcases, all rushing home for Christmas celebrations. Eileen had lost count of the Christmases she had spent in Onaland, but

place, while Stella was alone at the Dawson Mansion. Eileen found herself unable to commit. Without a solid decision, Eileen

for you,” Ruby said gently. “But if

dare offer such advice in Leyla’s presence. If she were in Eileen’s place alone, she would have urged Eileen to spend Christmas

Onaland since I returned to the Vazquez family, and our first Christmas together… But it’s also the first Christmas

the sofa. “I don’t want to make things difficult for you, Eileen. Spend Christmas wherever you like. As long as I can see you often, I’m happy.” Despite Leyla’s words, Eileen

already taking shape in her

midnight, having finally completed the last bit of the year’s work. The company