Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 190 Chapter 190: Everyone was aware that Kian and Vivian's visit to Wist Land had a purpose. Bryan, with a glint of sharpness in his eyes, remained silent as he casually offered Eileen a dish that he knew she would like.

"This dish tastes good. Try it,” he said.

"Sure," Eileen replied, then smiled at Zola. "Miss Murray, your cooking skills are good." "No need to be so formal with me," Zola said. "CallZola, just like Bryan does." Despite Zola's words, Eileen found it difficult to address Zola by her first name. Noticing this, Zola didn't push further. She turned to Milford with a stern expression, instructing him to heed Eileen's advice during tutoring sessions. It seemed that asking Eileen to call her by nwas just a polite gesture.

Zola had spent a lot of tcooking, so after they finished eating, Eileen felt it would be rude to let Zola clean up alone. Eileen rolled up her sleeves, ready to help, but Bryan stopped her.

"Both of you should rest. I've got this," he said.

"Alright, you take care of it. I'll go wash sfruit." Zola took sfruit from the fridge and went into the kitchen.

After Eileen helped carry the dishes to the kitchen, Zola led her to sit in the living room. Milford was engrossed in the gcreated by Huey. Eileen, who hadn't played the gin a while, felt tempted to join him.

"I'll join you." Eileen pulled out her phone and sat next to Milford. Then, she glanced at Zola. She was unsure whether Zola would mind if she joined Milford to play the game.

Zola nudged the plate of fruits towards them. “Go ahead. You mentioned that work and play should be balanced, right? Just make sure Milford doesn't forget his studies." Your next adventure is at g al n ovels. con "Con, quickly," Milford said excitedly, nudging Eileen's arm to urge her.

Upon seeing this, Zola felt a bit uncomfortable. When facing her, Milford always avoided physical contact and spoke very little. After shesitation, Zola retrieved her phone and said, "I'll give it a try, too." While the gwas downloading, she added Eileen on WhatsApp. Zola's profile picture showed a few sheets of paper tied with red strings. Upon closer inspection, Eileen noticed there were ink marks on the paper. Suddenly thinking of something, Milford quietly moved to sit on the wicker chair by the French windows. He appeared to be chatting with someone.

"Eileen, are you truly serious about Bryan?" Zola asked casually while waiting for the gto download. Her question, though casual, was serious for Eileen. "Of course, I am serious," Eileen replied.

Noticing Eileen's earnest expression, Zola smiled gently. "No need to be so tense; I was just curious. The Dawson family's situation is complicated. If you've decided to be with Bryan, it's not something to take lightly. You know Bryan's character; he's serious about his commitments. I'm just concerned that you might struggle with the pressure." Zola glanced toward the kitchen to ensure Bryan was still occupied. She leaned closer to Eileen and reassured her, "Don't worry. Once Bryan makes a decision, no one can change it. As long as you stay committed, everything will be fine." Eileen understood that the Dawson family's situation was complex, but no one had ever given her the full details. Zola seemed to only hint at the difficulties without explaining them.

Eileen chose not to ask further. She decided to wait for Bryan to explain everything when the twas right. Once the gfinished downloading, they started playing. Zola was not familiar with this game. Eileen and Milford began at the basic level to help her, using the chance as a way to relax and pass the time.

After Bryan finished tidying up the kitchen, he received a phone call. He stood on the balcony, where the light was dim, holding a cigarette that glowed in the dark. Around ten o'clock, Bryan ended the call and cinside. The cool night breeze brought in the smell of smoke and alcohol.

He sat next to Eileen, watching her and Zola play against Milford. They were quickly defeated by Milford. Bryan raised an eyebrow and, wrapping his arm around Eileen, took her phone, saying, "How clumsy." He followed the remark with a kiss on her ear.

They had becso accustomed to their intimacy that they forgot others were around. Milford was focused on the gand didn't say anything. Zola noticed their closeness but didn't react. In less than thirty seconds, Bryan began to dominate the game. He not only outperformed Milford but also killed Milford's character three times within three minutes.

Feeling defeated, Milford put down his phone and scratched his head. “One more round!" he exclaimed. "I'm done playing," Bryan said, exiting the game. He then pulled Eileen up and turned to Zola. "We're leaving now." Zola put away her phone and said, "Pickup here tomorrow morning. We'll go to the airport together." "No," Bryan replied without hesitation. "Let's just meet at the airport." He glanced at Eileen, wanting to spend every possible moment with her before his departure. He had no tto pick up Zola. Bryan's refusal was final, and Zola had to accept it. "Alright then. See you at the airport," she said.

Bryan draped his suit jacket over his arm, took Eileen's hand, and left with her. On the smooth road, the trees along the sides quickly blurred past, leaving Eileen momentarily dazed.

"You'll pass by Zola's place on your way to the airport tomorrow. Why can't you pick her up?" Eileen asked casually.

"I don't want her intruding on our moments together before my departure," Bryan answered.

Eileen was momentarily stunned and then asked, "What do you mean?" The temperature inside the car seemed to drop suddenly. Bryan glanced at her. "Aren't you going to seeoff?" Eileen indeed hadn't planned on it. But she said, "Of course, I'll see you off." Bryan saw through her lie. Unexpectedly, he chose to let it slide this time. "If you don't want to, you don't have to," he said.

He pressed his lips together, and his long legs shifted slightly as the car accelerated. He was clearly upset Eileen stayed silent resolving to see him off tomorrow. She had had a few drinks at dinner. While sitting on the sofa earlier, she had felt fine, but now, with the car speeding up, she felt a bit dizzy. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes blurred slightly. Her long hair was tousled by the wind. As she got out of the car and walked up the stairs, her steps were unsteady. Bryan followed her closely, his warm hand supporting her back.

As soon as they entered the house, Bryan embraced Eileen from behind. His firm chest pressed against her back, pinning her against the cabby the door. He planted kisses on her, trailing from the corner of her eye to her earlobe. Her whole body tingled as if she was electrified.

But he didn't proceed further, keeping her in suspense. "Do you want it?" Bryan's husky voice instantly made Eileen's body tremble.

Eileen nodded in response. However, Bryan was not satisfied with the response. "Say it," he demanded.

Eileen's ears turned red, and her glossy lips opened and closed as she struggled to speak. Bryan continued to coax her, determined to make her say it out loud. Her naturally preserved demeanor made it difficult for her to say it directly. However, she was decisive in her actions. She turned and pushed him away hard.

He hit the wall, letting out a muffled groan. The next second, she lunged forward, her hands hooking around his neck, pulling his head down a bit. This allowed her to kiss him. They stumbled from the door to the living room. Bryan couldn't tell if Eileen was being clumsy or playing with him. She fumbled with his buttons, managing to undo only a few.