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…”

slumped on

choking… This

even allowing him inside his home. Charlie was instructed

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

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

at him, saying slowly, “Do you want a

taken aback,

“Then

to himself. “What did that

*

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

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

to deliver Hugo’s

at him,

didn’t cook, so I thought I’d drop by for

will but twenty bottles

down, silent for a moment, then turned and walked back

*

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth…

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

humans are

These things would have satisfied him in the past, but

bring it up, because any mention of the past

than reopening old wounds. But all that sensitivity

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 here after

body coiling with an uneasy

playful yet piercing. “Packing up some things

grip on the gift

aside, Lana granted

from the kitchen holding a plate decorated with animal-shaped fruits, obviously prepared for Hugo. Her

blind, now that he could

and handed him a pear. Hugo bit into it and

smile with a gentle voice,

had become a natural part of Hugo’s vocabulary. Seth’s face,

and Seth, sensing the

home, uninvited, and then act so

outward display, especially with her aunt

Lana’s departure

to

Hugo yawned and the conversation dwindled, Lana gently touched his

his eyes, Hugo

get you bathed and into bed early then. We have to rise with the

his jaw

the couch, shuffled into his little slippers, and toddled upstairs

corner of the sofa, looking disinterested and lazily content. “Was there something else?” she asked

she yawned. His mouth remained tightly shut as

clear look at him, she was scooped up into his arms.

to sound stern, but it came out soft and

clearly, though. “I’ll carry

removed her shoes. As soon as her head touched the pillow, she curled up

the bed, his voice husky. “Aren’t you

Cicely hummed a response.

sleep without bathing,”

furrowed her brow. “Can you just let me

a moment longer before turning off the lights and leaving

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

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

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

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

do if

*

she had planned to bathe but instead slept straight

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

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