Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 170 Chapter 170: The three-bedroom apartment was spacious. But compared to Bryan's house, it seemed quite modest. As Bryan stood in the living room, his presence made the space seem cramped. His scent quickly filled the air. He tossed the water bottle into the trash, shrugged off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. Slumping onto the couch, he massaged his forehead.

Looking up, he asked, "Got anything to eat?" "Of course," Eileen replied. She could see he was tired. She headed into the kitchen, took the ravioli from the fridge, and cooked them. In less than twenty minutes, the ravioli was ready. Eileen brought the plate to Bryan along with a fork.

"Aren't you having any?" Bryan asked, noticing the single fork.

Eileen shook her head. “I ate earlier, before tutoring Milford." Hearing that, Bryan began to eat, his face softening, an improvement from his reaction to the spaghetti she had once made. While he ate, she showered. When Eileen emerged from the bathroom, Bryan had finished his meal and washed the dishes.

Since she didn't have pajamas that fit him, he wrapped himself in Eileen's bath towel and went straight into her bedroom after showering. He lay down on her bed, naked under the towel. Eileen braced for what might cnext, but Bryan simply rested his arm around her waist and nestled his head in the crook of her neck and shoulder. His breath tickled her collarbone, and within ten minutes, he was asleep.

But Eileen remained awake. She shifted slightly to grab her phone from the nightstand, spotting a message from Phoebe sent half an hour earlier. “I wonder what Jacob and Bryan have been up to lately. Whenever Jacob returns home, he is exhausted." Eileen rested her chin on Bryan's head. His short hair prickled her. She recalled his appearance at her door earlier, noticeably quieter than usual. His expression had been etched with fatigue. Eileen figured he had been so hungry that he had needed to eat before he could even think of sleep.

Her cold fingers gently caressed his straight nose, causing him to furrow his brow slightly. Eileen quickly moved her hand to his shoulder and soon drifted to sleep alongside him. She had planned to wake up at six thirty the next morning and had set her alarm accordingly. Yet, she didn't stir until eight. Sunlight streamed through a gap in the curtains, gradually illuminating the room. Still, nothing roused her until the temperature of the man beside her gradually heated.

L@T€SS ¢HAPTERS în gal.co She slowly opened her eyes to find Bryan's intense gaze filled with desire. She noticed her nightgown no longer covered her adequately. His gaze nearly overwhelmed her. He had been too tired to initiate anything the night before, and he felt that this morning was the right time.

Besides, although the room wasn't very bright, they could clearly see each other's expressions, which would be a new experience for them. Eileen was flushed with embarrassment and turned her head away, her hair covering her face. Bryan gently brushed her hair aside and kissed her ear. His warm breath and whispered words soothed her initial bashfulness.

The walls of the three-bedroom apartment weren't very soundproof. But Bryan didn't hold back, and as a result, Eileen bore the brunt of his passions. They continued until nearly noon. Feeling sweaty, Eileen took another shower. As she emerged, she noticed food on the living room table. Bryan had already suited up in a brand-new outfit. Raymond stood by the door, offering her a quiet smile.

"You'll assist Jacob in reviewing the White family's financial operations. I'm leading the project," Bryan said. He gestured for Eileen to join him at the table. Bryan's command was directed at Raymond, who promptly responded, "Okay, Mr. Dawson. Enjoy your brunch with Ms. Curtis. I'll get back to work." Bryan nodded. He handed Eileen a fork and began to eat his meal leisurely. "What have you been up to lately?" Eileen remembered his exhaustion from the night before. "Have you secured a new investor for your project?" Bryan placed the last cinnamon roll on her plate. "Don't worry; I can handle anything.” He set his fork aside and wiped his lips with a napkin. Looking into her eyes, he said, "Eat up. You need to build sstrength. Your waist is too slender. I dared not hold it too tightly." Eileen had faith in Bryan's capability to deal with any problem, but his flirtatious comment left her speechless. She quickly finished eating, cleaned up the table, and got out of her hwith Bryan. She headed to the educational agency, unsure of Bryan's destination.

Bryan returned to her apartment at night. He had somehow obtained a key to her place. Eileen also noticed two sets of men's casual clothes in her closet. It seemed to her that he planned to stay for long. Eileen was right. Bryan spent the next few days at her place. While she was in the hospital on Saturday, she wasn't sure if he was still there. But, upon her return on Sunday night, she found him in the apartment again.

Their relationship grew beyond just physical intimacy; they started interacting more in everyday life. It seemed like Bryan had joined Eileen's usually calm life, making her overthink things. She started to anticipate things she probably shouldn't. Standing before the bathroom mirror, Eileen tilted her head to watch Bryan dry her hair. His slender fingers combed through her long hair, which fell smoothly over her shoulders as it dried.

Suddenly, Eileen turned to meet his gaze and asked, “Bryan, have you fallen for me?" Bryan paused, and the hum of the hairdryer filled the silence. Eileen saw her serious expression reflected in his eyes. After a while, Bryan set aside the hairdryer, wrapping her in his arms. "Why do you think that?" he asked.

Eileen responded earnestly, "You used the excuse of selling yourself toto sleep with me. I can't think of any other reason for you to sleep withbesides you're in love with me." Bryan studied her for a moment, then his lips curled into a smile. "In that case, you must feel the sfor me, right? You've never rejected me. Does that mean you also love me?" Eileen parted her lips but said nothing. She was speechless, locking eyes with him for a long moment. The bathroom was silent, the atmosphere turning tense. Bryan raised an eyebrow and was about to speak when a ringing sound from the living room interrupted him. Seizing the moment, Eileen quickly slipped away from his grasp.

Bryan watched her retreat, his expression darkening. He walked into the living room and picked up the phone. Eileen could hear a woman's voice on the other end of Bryan's call. Bryan's tone was unusually soft as he spoke with her. After the call, their earlier conversation was left unresolved. Eileen felt a subtle shift in their relationship, though she couldn't pinpoint exactly how it was different.

On Friday night, as usual, Eileen visited the hospital. Bailee informed her that Huey would be arriving the next day. Eileen said, "I'll look after Mom tomorrow. You can meet Huey. Please send my regards to him. It's been a long tsince we've seen each other." Bailee nodded in agreement and said, “I'll head htomorrow morning to change." She was dressed casually for the hospital and wanted to look nicer the next day. Eileen replied, "Okay." After chatting briefly with Bailee, Eileen sent a message to Bryan on WhatsApp.

She told him to gather his things and stay away from her apartment for the next few days. With Huey possibly in town for a while and Bailee coming hanytime, Eileen didn't want Bailee to catch Bryan at their place. Bryan didn't respond to her message. Eileen checked her hsurveillance and saw no sign of him in her apartment. His belongings were still in her bedroom. His toiletries were in her bathroom, a place Bailee usually wouldn't enter. So Eileen felt no rush to press Bryan.

Late into the night, Bryan was at a business dinner when he saw Eileen's message. He looked at her words with a detached air, puzzled by her intent. Before the dinner concluded, En he excused himself, walked to the end of the corridor, and hesitated before calling Jacob. As soon as Jacob picked up, Bryan got straight to the point. "When a woman tells a man not to cto her apartment suddenly, what does that mean?" "Did Eileen say that to you?" Jacob quickly grasped who Bryan was talking about. “What's going on between you?" After pausing to think about Jacob's question, Bryan shared with Jacob his odd conversation with Eileen from the night before. They had asked each other about having feelings, but neither had responded.

"It's on you, man. You're the guy here.

Admitting it isn't going to kill you.

Even if Eileen was with you for money initially, she's clearly past that now I'd change my last nif she now! doesn't actually like you," Jacob bluntly blamed Bryan. But he empathized with how Bryan felt. Bryan was usually reserved and valued his pride. He had done a lot for Eileen in secret without being able to tell her.

Jacob's blunt words irritated Bryan, m who looked out over the city under the neon lights, his expression growing dark. Jacob continued, "Also, Phoebe mentioned Eileen's mother is almost better. If you're thinking of confessing your feelings, you should also try to win over her family. Why not plan a visit to her mother when you have the time?" After a pause, he added, "And don't forget to bring sgifts." Bryan remained silent. He was quiet for so long that Jacob checked his phone, thinking the call had ended. But that was not the case. Jacob sighed. "We're friends. How about I cwith you to visit her mother tomorrow? What do you think?" "What time?" Bryan asked, not declining the offer. Jacob chuckled and said, "At two thirty in the morning!" He was joking, but Bryan ended the call abruptly. He frowned, deep in thought.

Ruby couldn't speak yet, but she was regaining consciousness. She could move her fingers slightly now. Austen explained that Ruby would learn to speak and walk like an infant. After her cancer treatments, she would begin rehabilitation. She could return to normal within six months if all went well. Otherwise, it might take over a year.