Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 1190:

Eileen couldn’t sleep, as she wasn’t used to staying in the Dawson Mansion. She nestled into Bryan’s arms, seeking comfort. “I think Presley’s beautiful. She must have been even more stunning ten years ago,” Eileen said, her voice clear in the quiet room, her tone laced with jealousy.

Bryan chuckled, his fingers tracing her waist. “Yes, she was beautiful back then. Plenty of boys had a secret crush on her in school.”

Eileen lifted her head. “Oh, really? What about you?”

Her eyes gleamed with warning in the dark.

“Everyone except me,” Bryan replied.

Eileen couldn’t help but smile at that.

“I had a crush on her publicly,” Bryan joked.

Annoyed, Eileen pinched his waist, but his muscles were firm.

“Try pinching here,” Bryan said, guiding her hand.

Eileen’s face flushed, and she quickly pulled away. “Jerk.”

“What?” Bryan asked innocently. “You think that’s the softest spot?”noveldrama

He wasn’t implying anything, but Eileen had had enough. She wrapped herself tightly in the blanket. “Leave me alone. Go to sleep.”

“But you’re having trouble falling asleep, right?” Bryan said, leaning closer.

Eileen could feel his warmth even through the thin blanket. “If you can’t sleep, you might as well do something useful. Exercise is always a good way to beat insomnia,” Bryan suggested.

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“We can’t do this. There aren’t any condoms here,” Eileen said. There were no condoms since they rarely stayed at the mansion.

However, Bryan was determined to make the most of the rare occasion, free from interruptions by Gabriela. He deftly removed Eileen’s clothes, kissing her to silence her protests.

Eileen’s words of protest gradually shifted to uncontrollable sounds of pleasure.

The following day, despite being exhausted from a sleepless night, Eileen woke up early. She could never fully relax at the Dawson Mansion.

Gabriela was awake downstairs, playing with toys under Stella’s watchful eye.

When Eileen and Bryan went downstairs, Gabriela ran to them. Eileen spent some time playing with her, and when Bryan went for his morning run, Gabriela insisted on joining him.

Only Eileen and Stella were left in the mansion. They sat in the living room while breakfast was being prepared.

“Have you heard that Gabriela had an allergic reaction recently?” Stella asked, gesturing for Eileen to sit down.

“Yes, that’s right,” Eileen replied. “She’s allergic to pollen, just like Bryan.”

Stella flushed, recalling her previous doubts about Gabriela being Eileen’s daughter.

“I also heard something about you having a fallout with the Deleon family over this. What happened?” Stella asked.

While she didn’t know the details, many had heard about the escalating conflict between Eileen and the Deleon family, which had worsened after Gabriela’s allergic reaction.

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