Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife - Chapter 447

Chapter 447:

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Listening intently, Eileen sat in the car, barely able to hold back a smile.

“Eileen…” Roderick’s voice trembled with emotion. “I’ll make it up to you properly. You won’t have to worry about me anymore, and I’ll take good care of Mom. I won’t let her trouble you.”

“I believe you. You can take care of the family, and things will get better,” Eileen assured him.

She wasn’t just offering empty comfort; she truly believed in Roderick’s potential.

Denise, with her sluggish habits, wouldn’t act without someone keeping an eye on her.

As long as she had an easy life with Roderick, she would be content.

And Judie, once Roderick earned enough money, would stop causing problems.

“How about you?” Roderick asked softly. “I saw on the news that you’re involved with Bryan again?”

Eileen tucked her hair behind her ear and leaned back in her seat, conceding, “We’re truly together. Our situation is complicated, with many unresolved issues surrounding us. So, I’ll have to avoid frequent meetings with you.”

Roderick quickly responded, “I get it. We’ll meet in secret from now on. My restaurant is not far from the Freguson Group building. You can come by after work for some noodles. No one will catch on to us.”

Roderick’s suggestion of sneaking out for noodles sounded like something from a spy movie.

This made Eileen laugh heartily.

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She lingered in the car for about ten minutes before stepping out.

As she walked into the house and changed her shoes, she heard Gabriela’s cheerful babbling from the living room.

Ruby, holding Gabriela, said with a grin, “Look at this little genius! Around this time, she starts babbling and making a beeline for the door.”

“She must know I’m back,” Eileen said, hurrying to scoop Gabriela up and shower her with kisses. “Where’s Bryan?”

“Upstairs, buried in work,” Ruby replied with a hint of frustration. “It feels like there’s a hole without Milford around. Drop him a message and see when his next break is. Sometimes Gabriela crawls toward his room, so she must miss him.”

Cradling Gabriela, Eileen sank into a chair. The baby clung to her, eyes wide and dark as night.

“Ah, look at those tiny teeth peeking out—she’s extra adorable today!” Eileen cooed.

“I’ll find out his schedule. With the university possibly letting him skip grades, his calendar is packed tighter than a sardine can. I’ll ask about his class times and see when he can come home.”

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