The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 2092

The undertone of humility in his voice was unmistakable. Didn’t he realize it himself?

Cicely turned her head away, her voice indifferent, “That depends on what you want to do.”

Seth gave a wry smile, “Alright, then you…”

“I’m going downstairs.” Cicely cut him off, having already taken the lead out of the room.

Seth followed her.

There was no one in the living room, empty as if she had just played out a scene in her mind alone.d2

Seth, oblivious, saw Cicely standing on the last step looking silently into the living room. He turned back to take her hand and led her to the couch, bending down to find the remote and turn on the TV. “Sit here; it’ll be ready soon.”

Cicely sat down obediently.

*

Half an hour later, dinner was served. The dishes on the table were unquestionably to her liking.

Cicely sat down, reflecting that every time they ate together, it seemed the meal catered mainly to her tastes. Aside from the vague awareness that his preferences were light, she had little recollection of his specific favorites.

Seth sat across from her, his gaze locked on her, not wanting to miss any expression on her face.

Cicely calmly picked up her fork and took a bite from the closest dish, her face expressionless.

“How is it?”

“If I say it’s not good, would you stop eating?”

Seth paused, then took a bite himself. It tasted just fine.

“I’ll have this one. You eat whatever else you find palatable.”

Cicely frowned, watching as he swapped his plate with one from in front of her. For several minutes, Seth ate only that one dish.

plates in front

before taking the partially eaten plates to his side of the

no matter how much Seth slowed down, he finished significantly ahead of her. After finishing his portion, he put down his fork and sat there, his dark eyes fixed on Cicely once

looked up at him with a lightness in her tone,

move to set down

she hadn’t even finished half of her meal, Seth picked up his plate

finished.” Cicely paused her motion, lifting her

getting more rice.” Seth emphasized

came back,

had enough of

…

rice; Seth forcefully ate four. He consumed more than

didn’t want to deceive her or let her know he was deceiving her. Besides, he knew she was only trying to get him to

finish without a change in expression, then set down her fork and stood up. “Need help with the dishes?” The

up and said,

from behind the chair. “I’ll be going

table, clenched

he finally

him. Seth’s voice

not far.” It wasn’t far—just

to speak but could only watch her leave, his eyes laden with unspoken

at her wrist where a sudden tight grip had fastened. His palm was cool, the pressure strong as if he hadn’t managed

gaze fell on her expression,

on her wrist he had held, feeling the blood flow

to keep making mistakes in things that don’t matter and then apologizing, don’t show up in front of me anymore. I don’t handle pain well, and it makes me

responding,

frowned, “Do you have a hearing

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