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…”

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

choking… This is

Seth not even allowing

any chance you’ll be invited for 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

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

glanced at him, saying slowly, “Do

was taken aback,

nodded, “Then perform

himself. “What did that

*

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

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

to deliver

looked at him,

didn’t cook, so I thought I’d

but twenty

then turned and walked back

*

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth…

day for a meal. The gifts for Hugo piled up

humans are greedy

him mooch meals, let him see Hugo, and interacted with him with calm indifference. These things would have satisfied him

dare bring it up, because any mention of the

felt that maintaining the status quo was better than reopening old wounds. But all that sensitivity and withholding disintegrated the day Lana came

him. “Well, ” she said, her tone laced with disbelief. “I didn’t think even you would have the

eyes on Lana, his body coiling with an uneasy

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

gift

aside, Lana granted him

plate decorated with animal-shaped fruits, obviously prepared for Hugo. 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

him a pear. Hugo bit into it and then

with a gentle voice, “You’re welcome,

Seth, 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

Cicely and Seth,

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

her, she restrained any outward display, especially with her aunt in the

Lana’s

was to

the conversation dwindled, Lana gently

his eyes, Hugo nodded in

We

watched, his jaw

couch, shuffled into his little

lounged in the corner of the sofa, looking disinterested and lazily content. “Was there something else?” she asked without

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

a clear look at him, she was scooped

stern, but it came out

clearly, though. “I’ll carry you upstairs

room, laid her down, and removed her shoes. As

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

Cicely hummed a response.

uncomfortable to sleep without bathing,” he

furrowed her brow. “Can

delicate profile for a moment longer before turning off the lights and leaving just

do; it was evident he was yearning to kiss her. Yet, just inches away from her lips, he hesitated, breathing her in without

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 that Seth had just drawn. She seemed

delicate scent still lingering in

times. But he didn’t know how

do if she really decided

*

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

the living room. They looked surprised to see her

Please change the bedding in my room,” she instructed.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255