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…”

stairs, Seth looked away from the man slumped on the couch, yanking him

choking… This

not even allowing him inside his

It wasn’t that he

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

slowly, “Do you want a

was taken

nodded, “Then perform

himself. “What

*

the doorbell at Cicely’s Mansion rang again. Cicely opened the door. There stood

tilting

to deliver

at him,

thought

will but twenty

moment, then turned and walked

*

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth…

at Cicely’s Mansion at least once a day for

humans are greedy

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

But all that sensitivity and withholding disintegrated the day Lana came to Cicely’s Mansion for dinner a

slightly at the sight of him. “Well, ” she said,

eyes on Lana, his body coiling with

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

the gift he

aside, Lana granted him

Hugo. Her expression remained neutral upon seeing

his nose buried in a picture book. Once blind, now that he could see, he dedicated

placed the plate beside him and handed him a pear. Hugo bit into it and then sat up,

smile with a gentle voice,

the same cheerfulness as usual. “Dad” had become a natural

between Cicely and Seth, sensing

come to her home, uninvited, and then act so coldly toward

any outward display,

Lana’s departure

was to

Hugo yawned and the conversation dwindled, Lana gently

his eyes, Hugo nodded in

We have to rise with the sun tomorrow,” Lana

watched, his jaw

the couch, shuffled into his

the sofa, looking disinterested and lazily content. “Was there something

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

could get a clear look at him, she was scooped up into his arms. Holding onto his shoulder, she

stern, but it came out soft and

her clearly, though. “I’ll carry you upstairs

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

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

Cicely hummed a response.

sleep without bathing,”

furrowed her brow. “Can you just let me

delicate profile for a moment longer before turning off the

closer, his warmth enveloping her. She guessed what he wanted to do; it was evident he was yearning to kiss her. Yet, just inches away from her lips, he hesitated, breathing

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

at the closed door, Cicely’s delicate scent still lingering in his nostrils, and his mind raced with the thought of

he didn’t know how to start, nor did he dare

he do if

*

to bathe but instead slept straight through until dawn. She woke with a scowl, tossing the covers aside and heading

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

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