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 man slumped

I’m choking… This

a car, Seth not even allowing him inside his home. Charlie

the car around. It wasn’t that he was particularly nosy, but he truly feared Mr. Diaz’s demeanor

was happy, the entire company prospered. One man’s happiness affected the well-being of thousands.

him, saying slowly, “Do you want

was taken aback, “Of

nodded, “Then

himself.

*

Cicely opened the door. There stood Seth, impeccably dressed, holding

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

here to deliver Hugo’s belated

looked at him, saying

didn’t cook, so I thought I’d drop

twenty bottles of

looked down, silent for a moment, then turned and walked back into the living room, leaving the door

*

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth…

Mansion at least once a day for a meal. The gifts

humans are

and interacted with him with calm indifference. These things would have satisfied him in the past, but

it up, because any mention of

old wounds. But all that sensitivity and withholding disintegrated the day Lana came to Cicely’s Mansion

him that day. Her brow creased slightly 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

moment he laid eyes on Lana, his body coiling with an uneasy

an eyebrow, her gaze playful yet piercing. “Packing up some things before I

on the gift

aside, Lana granted him

Her expression remained neutral upon seeing Seth, as she walked over to the pillowed nook of the

was sprawled on the floor, his nose buried in a picture book. Once blind, now that he could see, he dedicated hours each day to

plate beside him and handed him a pear. Hugo bit into it and then sat up, smiling. “So

with a

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

glanced between Cicely and Seth, sensing the

remained silent; she too was baffled. Why would Seth come to her home, uninvited, and then act so coldly toward their

restrained any outward display, especially with her aunt in

without Lana’s

to stay

as Hugo yawned and the conversation dwindled, Lana gently

Hugo nodded in

We have to rise with the

watched, his jaw

the couch, shuffled into his little

looking disinterested and lazily content. “Was there something else?” she asked without looking at

mouth remained tightly shut as he watched her for a moment longer. Then,

clear look at him, she was scooped up into his

sound stern, but it came out soft

her clearly, though. “I’ll carry

to her room, laid her down, and removed her

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

Cicely hummed a response.

sleep without

her brow. “Can

silent, watching her delicate profile for a moment longer before turning off

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

Cicely slowly opened her eyes and stared at the curtains that Seth had just drawn. She seemed to be thinking about something, then

gazing back at the closed door, Cicely’s delicate scent still lingering in his

had wanted to ask about it, almost did a hundred times. But he didn’t know how to start, nor did

he do if she really decided

*

instead slept straight through until

she descended the stairs to find the servants quietly tidying the living room. They looked surprised

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