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…”

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

choking…

Seth not even allowing him inside his home. Charlie was instructed to

dinner again soon?” Charlie couldn’t resist asking as he turned the car around. It wasn’t that he was particularly nosy, but he truly feared Mr. Diaz’s demeanor from three years ago and just a few days

man’s happiness affected the well-being of thousands. Though it was Mr. Diaz’s personal affair, it had far-reaching

him, saying slowly,

taken aback, “Of

“Then

himself. “What did

*

doorbell at Cicely’s Mansion rang again. Cicely opened the door. There stood Seth, impeccably dressed,

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

deliver Hugo’s

at him, saying

so I thought I’d drop by

but twenty bottles

silent for a moment, then turned and walked back into

*

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth…

least once a day for a meal. The gifts for Hugo piled up in the storage

are greedy

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

he didn’t dare bring it up, because any

the status quo was better than reopening old wounds. But all that sensitivity and withholding

brow creased slightly at the sight of him. “Well, ” she said, her tone laced with disbelief. “I didn’t

the moment he laid eyes on Lana, his body coiling with an uneasy anticipation. “What’re you doing

gaze playful yet piercing. “Packing up

gift he brought tightened

aside, Lana

holding a plate decorated with animal-shaped fruits, obviously prepared for Hugo. Her expression remained neutral upon seeing Seth, as she walked over to the pillowed

a picture book. Once blind, now that he could see,

the plate beside him and handed him a pear. Hugo bit into

the smile with a gentle voice,

Hugo greeted him with the same cheerfulness as usual. “Dad” had become a natural part of Hugo’s vocabulary. Seth’s face, previously taut with tension, now forced a curve

between Cicely and Seth, sensing the

silent; she too was baffled. Why would Seth come to her home, uninvited, and then act

any outward display, especially with her aunt in

without Lana’s departure

to stay

yawned and the conversation dwindled,

eyes, Hugo nodded in

you bathed and into bed early then. We have to rise with the sun tomorrow,”

watched, his jaw

Hugo slipped off the couch, shuffled into his

lazily

parting slightly as she yawned. His mouth remained tightly shut as he watched

was scooped up into his

attempted to sound stern, but it came out soft

to hear her clearly, though.

and removed her shoes. As soon as her head touched the pillow, she curled up and fell asleep, hugging a

by the bed, his voice husky. “Aren’t you going

Cicely hummed a response.

sleep

“Can

her delicate profile for a moment longer before turning off the

enveloping her. She guessed what he wanted to do; it was evident he was yearning

heard the soft click of the door closing. In the dim light, Cicely slowly opened her eyes and stared at the curtains that Seth had just drawn. She seemed to be thinking about something, then closed her

lingering in his nostrils, and his mind raced with the thought of Lana taking

had wanted to ask about it, almost did a hundred times. But he didn’t know how to start,

do if she really decided

*

she had planned to bathe but instead slept straight through until dawn.

the stairs to find the servants quietly tidying the living room. They looked surprised to see her

bedding in my room,” she instructed.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated

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