Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 349 Chapter 349: After a short walk, Bailee noticed Eileen standing in the living room, watching her. She flinched and clutched her clothes tightly.

"What's wrong?" Eileen asked, puzzled by her odd behavior.

Bailee quickly shook her head and forced a smile. "You startled me. When did you get back last night?" As she moved toward her room, she continued, "I thought you hadn't returned yet." “I got back late. What do you have there?" Eileen responded, noticing something concealed in Bailee's clothes.

With a grin, Bailee answered, "It's nothing. I left a book in Mom's room yesterday and just got a chance to pick it up now. Hurry and get ready for breakfast; I need to head to the office soon." While talking, she went directly to her room.

Eileen didn't dwell on her strange behavior and went to assist in the dining room.

After breakfast, Eileen headed to the hospital, with Josue joining her for a ride to discuss business with Bryan.

Bryan was accommodated in a VIP room on the top floor of the inpatient department. They reached the top floor via the elevator and were immediately halted by two sharply dressed bodyguards.

This floor was notably quiet and sparsely populated by patients. Eileen remembered the tranquility from her days caring for Bryan. Now, the long, deserted corridor felt unnervingly silent.

"What's going on?" Josue eyed the bodyguards. "Why are you blocking our way?" Latest chapters uploaded gal"Mr. Payne, we're not stopping you, just Miss Curtis," one bodyguard clarified firmly.

Eileen stopped and realized, "Did Stella send you?" The bodyguards maintained a straight gaze. "Yes. Please don't make this difficult for us." Josue scoffed scornfully. "Who allowed you to stop her? Does Bryan know about this? If he finds out, the two of you would be in big trouble." He pointed at Eileen and continued defiantly, "You wouldn't dare cross her, yet you do?" "We are working for Stella Dawson and following her commands. Please, Miss Curtis, don't make this difficult for us." They recognized Eileen's formidable nature and attempted to persuade her.

Before Josue could reply, Eileen cut in, "The old lady instructed you to secure this floor to control who comes and goes, particularly to keepfrom seeing him, right?" The bodyguards nodded in confirmation. “Yes." "That settles it then." Eileen took out her phone and called Bryan. He picked up after two rings.

"You're later than I anticipated." Bryan's voice carried a hint of irritation. "Didn't we agree on an early morning visit?" Eileen checked her watch; it seemed Bryan was well-acquainted with her daily routine.

"Cout, we're switching rooms." A brief silence followed before the door to the room swung open. Bryan was piercing and intense, his gaze fixed on the two bodyguards blocking Eileen. His expression becmenacing as he approached them.

He hung up the call and swiftly kicked each bodyguard in the leg, knocking them to the floor.

"Go to the outpatient building and have your injuries checked. Let my grandma know that I almost reopened my wound when I kicked you two. If she's okay withkicking the bucket, she can keep sending enforcers." Looking pale, the bodyguards got up and acknowledged the command. "Got it." They observed cautiously as Bryan, who had just exuded intimidation, shifted his demeanor completely in Eileen's presence. Bryan grasped Eileen's hand, their fingers weaving together as they entered the room.

"What's he doing here?" Bryan said with disdain, indicating Josue, whom he obviously considered an unwelcpresence.

"Discussing work with you," Eileen responded, but her words were cut short as the door shut behind them. Josue cto his senses and addressed the bodyguards, "Still here? Go get checked and notify his grandma. Make sure to avoid such assignments in the future." The reprimanded bodyguards even expressed their gratitude to Josue for his "guidance." Josue entered the hospital room half a minute after Bryan and Eileen, only to notice that Eileen's lips appeared redder than usual. Her hair, which she usually kept neatly behind her ears, was now disheveled across her face. "Sign these two contracts," Josue stated irritably to a cheerful Bryan. "After you sign, I need to return and visit my goddaughter. How long until you recover? My schedule is packed, and I'm missing twith her." Bryan turned his head toward Eileen, his voice deep and soothing in the quiet room. "Eileen, could you bringa pen?" He seemed to disregard the inquiry and Josue's complaints about missing twith his goddaughter. It was as though he had addressed all concerns.

Frustrated, Josue exclaimed, "There's a pen right in the document folder I handed you!" "Yours doesn't work properly," Bryan replied, tossing the pen back to Josue, who clumsily caught it, causing it to drop.

As Josue bent to retrieve it, Eileen had already provided Bryan with another pen, removing the cap for him. Bryan casually signed his nand flung the contracts toward the foot of the bed. "There, they're signed. Take them." His actions sent a clear message: Don't interrupt us.

Josue collected the contracts, and as he turned to leave, he noticed Bryan playfully holding Eileen's hand. They had been separated for just one night, yet it seemed like an eternity.

Josue was uncertain whether Bryan's deep affection for Eileen now was genuine or merely a performance to make him envious. He suspected it might be an act. He wanted to comment further, but Bryan's gaze was already brimming with love. So, Josue simply waved and said, "Bye." He stepped outside, taunted to leave, then swiftly reopened the door, curious if Bryan was still looking at Eileen with affection. Josue half-expected Bryan to have resumed his usual detached demeanor by then.

Instead, he witnessed Bryan pressing Eileen against the hospital bed, kissing her fervently. Realization dawned on Josue: it was evident that Bryan's restraint was merely a façade. Cursing under his breath, Josue shut the door and quickly left.

Eileen turned her head, nestling her face into Bryan's neck, laughing while scolding, "You did that just to mess with him, didn't you?" "No," Bryan replied in a raspy voice. "I couldn't wait any longer, and he lacks discretion." Eileen was caught between Bryan's legs, her head resting on his right arm, while his left, despite being injured, held her waist. She refrained from moving too much.

Seizing the moment, Bryan held Eileen close. During his stay in the hospital, he consistently chose to kiss her lips over a mere peck on the cheek, showing no restraint.

With no one to interrupt them, the two of them found nothing to do. Their only distraction eventually cfrom Josue, who started sending photos and videos of Gabriela to their group chat.

Regarding Bryan's discharge plans, Josue enthusiastically suggested his has a place for Bryan to stay and work from, especially since Bryan was still bandaged up. Moreover, it meant daily interactions with Gabriela for Josue, since Eileen's place was small. Josue had secretly hoped that the twould move in with him.

After thoughtful deliberation, Bryan consented.

Following lunch, Bryan and Eileen indulged in a short nap. They slept peacefully in the hospital, oblivious to the turmoil brewing outside.

The true financial records of the Freguson Group over the past decade had been disclosed, leading to the immediate summoning of Kaysen, the then-responsible executive, for interrogation. Confronted with undeniable evidence, Kaysen found himself speechless and was escorted away for further questioning.

Numerous companies with longstanding partnerships with the Freguson Group were on high alert, concerned that Kaysen might expose manipulated financial statements involving them, potentially triggering investigations. But which enterprise could endure such close examination? As a result, that afternoon, several partners started suggesting the termination of their contracts. Following Eileen's guidance, Juhandled these requests, agreeing to terminate contracts only if penalty fees were paid, ensuring that terminations could be executed within half an hour. Nevertheless, the penalty fees were hefty, deterring many from settling.

Spartners assessed the risks and benefits, choosing to pay the fees to dissolve their contracts, while others opted to risk continuity rather than sever ties. This situation significantly affected the Freguson Group.

Facing shortages in ongoing projects, Jutapped into the resources of the Harrison family to compensate.

The Harrison family found themselves in an unfortunate position. Mabel had just gotten m engaged to Jua day before these troubles emerged, leading them to suspect that Jumight have orchestrated the timing. Lacking concrete proof, they had no choice but to assist Julio, hoping to recoup their losses in the future. Eileen, worn out, slept deeply into the evening.

Bryan, on the other hand, did not rest as comfortably.

His unrest was triggered by thoughts of Gabriela.

Perhaps it stemmed from Josue frequently boasting about his goddaughter, claiming that Bryan and Eileen could never have a child as adorable as Gabriela.

Then, Bryan dreamed that Eileen was pregnant and gave birth to a girl. The baby girl in his dream death a had narrow eyes and a mouth that dominated her face, along with a broad, flat nose. Bryan found the sight unbearable and struggled to articulate the depth of his feelings. It was simply indescribable.

In the nightmare, Eileen, having just given birth, wept over the appearance of their daughter, deeming her hideously unattractive.

"She wasn't even a fraction as beautiful as Gabriela..." Bryan woke suddenly, his forehead covered in a cold sweat.

He remained motionless for stafter waking, haunted by the possibility that the dream could becreality.

Once he had calmed himself, he started to regain clarity. Even though it was just a dream, the sense of disappointment was profound, leading him to adopt a cautious attitude.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, noticing her cheeks softly flushed, her lips dewy, and her eyelashes long and curled.

He bent down and kissed her cheek, as if to make up for his internal turmoil.

Eileen awoke to his kisses, their breaths warm and intermingling. She clasped his arm and tilted her head to intensify their kiss.

As Bryan becmore impassioned, Eileen gently pushed against his chest, her voice husky. "Stop, letwake up a bit." "Eileen, let's have a son in the future," Bryan murmured, his chin resting on her shoulder, his eyes lingering on the slightly revealed neckline of her blouse.

His gaze grew deeper as he adjusted her collar to cover her skin.

Eileen tilted her head and pushed his forehead with her other hand, making him look up at her.

"What do you mean?" she asked. "Don't you prefer a daughter?" "Just feel... a son might be better," Bryan considered.

If they had a child who was less attractive, the disappointment wouldn't feel as severe. After all most boys did alm prioritize appearance when making friends, and he didn't want his daughter to feel inferior compared to other girls.