The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 2094

Cicely was never a stingy person. Kane might not be the most reliable guy around. But his gesture of buying ten bottles of Chardonnay from her was sincere enough. So it was natural for her to prepare this table full of delicious food.

Yeah, it was all about the Chardonnay.

Cicely guided Hugo to his chair, where the maid tied a bib around his neck and set out a non-slip fork and spoon in front of him.

Cicely was there just to tidy things up a bit, rolling up Hugo’s sleeves for him. Cicely was much calmer and relaxed now than at the beginning when she wanted to hug Hugo all the time and was all nervous and overwhelmed.

Grandpa was well, Hugo’s eyes were healed, and she was free, living here with improved conditions. Everything had settled down.

She was slowly reclaiming her own identity, the one she had three years ago, haughty, aloof, and heartless. No one could catch her eye.d2

Back then, everyone but Seth got that treatment. Now, it was the same for everyone.

Unchanged, yet changed.

Her radiant face had gained a touch of maturity and grace through those three years. The arrogance in her brow persisted, yet it now held a certain fully-formed allure.

Seth’s gaze never left Cicely.

She picked up the fork and served Hugo some food. “Want mom to blow on it?”

Hugo shook his head, “I can do it. You eat, Mommy.”

Cicely smiled gently, caressing his cheek. “Good boy.”

Even Kane found this version of Cicely unsettling. She was so different from before. He thought, in these three years, Cicely had grown more than any of them.

The once haughty woman who needed assistance for every task, and couldn’t lift a finger, was now caring for others.

Seth longed to sit next to Cicely, but ended up across from her. It was the safest distance to avoid irritating her and the perfect spot for discreet observation.

Kane, observing Seth’s unusual timidity, shook his head. Love was a strange and wondrous thing. He bet that after dinner, Seth would be back in his room, wide awake with insomnia.

Sighing, Kane attempted to broach a subject with an elder’s poise.

Cicely glanced at him, “Care for some peanuts?”

Kane, reading the hidden thorns in her amused eyes, opened his mouth in confusion. “Maybe a bit more wine?”

Cicely frowned, “No alcohol served.”

“C’mon, it’s a rare gathering. Besides…” Kane winked towards Seth, “a little drink might help with sleep.”

Cicely set down her fork, and Kane hastily added, “I will buy two bottles of Lafite in exchange for any wine you have. Is that OK?”

Cicely looked toward the maid, “Do we have any cheap beer?”

The maid nodded, “Two cases in the storeroom.”

“Bring one up.”

Kane was speechless.

*

Kane was all about helping Seth sleep, but in the end, he was the one who ended up paralyzed on the couch clutching a bottle of wine.

Once Hugo finished his meal, Cicely had the maid take him upstairs. She glanced at Kane, mumbling nonsense on the sofa, a shadow crossing her expression. “Get him out of here before he ruins my carpet.”

With that, she turned to head upstairs.

“Cicely.”

She paused, her delicate hand resting on the banister.

Seth forced a smile, “Goodnight.”

Sounds of the dining room being tidied up mixed with Kane’s muffled chatter. After a moment, Cicely’s voice floated down, soft and delicate. “Goodnight.”

Seth’s heart skipped a beat. He had never realized how enchanting those words could be.

Kane slurred, “Cicely, I swear that I’ve never seen him making such a fool of himself. Damn hilarious…”

at the top of the stairs, Seth looked away from the man slumped on the couch, yanking him up by the collar and dragging him out

I’m choking…

Seth not even allowing him inside

Charlie couldn’t resist asking as he turned the car around. It wasn’t that he was

prospered. One man’s happiness affected the well-being of thousands. Though it was

saying slowly, “Do you want a

was taken aback,

nodded, “Then

thought to himself. “What did

*

Cicely’s Mansion rang again. Cicely opened the door. There stood Seth, impeccably dressed, holding two toy boxes.

leaned against the doorway, tilting her head slightly, “What’s this

deliver Hugo’s belated

at him,

didn’t cook, so I thought I’d drop by

twenty bottles of

and walked back into the living

*

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth…

Cicely’s Mansion at least once a day for a meal. The gifts for Hugo piled

humans are

interacted with him with calm indifference. These things would have satisfied him in the past, but she never once mentioned their past, nor

dare bring it up, because any mention of the past was absolutely taboo for

status quo was better than reopening old wounds. But all that sensitivity and withholding disintegrated the day Lana came to Cicely’s Mansion for dinner a week

at the sight of him. “Well, ” she said, her tone laced with disbelief. “I didn’t think even you would have the nerve to show up

his body coiling with

raised an eyebrow, her gaze playful yet piercing. “Packing up some things before I leave,” she replied

on the gift he

aside, Lana

kitchen holding a plate decorated with animal-shaped fruits, obviously prepared for Hugo. Her expression remained neutral upon

book. Once blind, now that he could see, he dedicated hours each day to devouring the pages of

a pear. Hugo

returned the smile with a

had become a natural part of Hugo’s vocabulary. Seth’s face, previously taut with tension, now forced a curve of

between Cicely and Seth, sensing the odd

and then act so

her, she restrained any outward

without Lana’s departure

was to

dinner, as Hugo yawned and the conversation

eyes, Hugo

into bed early then. We

watched, his jaw

couch, shuffled into his little slippers,

looking disinterested and lazily content. “Was

face, his lips parting slightly as she yawned. His mouth remained tightly shut as he watched her for a moment longer. Then, he

look at him, she was scooped up into his arms. Holding onto his shoulder, she

but it came out soft

clearly, though. “I’ll carry

down, and removed her shoes. As soon as

bed, his voice husky. “Aren’t you going to take a

Cicely hummed a response.

sleep without bathing,”

“Can

a moment longer before turning off

could feel Seth’s presence drawing closer, his warmth enveloping her. She guessed what he wanted to do; it was evident he was yearning to kiss her. Yet,

an eternity, Seth withdrew, and Cicely heard the soft click of the door closing. In the dim light, Cicely slowly opened her eyes and stared at the curtains

scent still lingering in his nostrils, and his mind raced with the thought

wanted to ask about it, almost did a hundred times. But he

do if

*

had planned to bathe but instead slept straight through until dawn. She woke with a scowl, tossing the covers

the servants quietly tidying the living room. They

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