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

I’m choking… This

Seth not even allowing him inside his home. Charlie was

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

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

saying slowly, “Do you want

was taken aback,

“Then perform

to himself. “What did

*

Mansion rang again. Cicely opened

doorway, tilting her head

to deliver Hugo’s belated

at him,

so I thought I’d drop

twenty bottles of

then turned and walked back into the living room,

*

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth…

once a day for a meal. The gifts for

are

with calm indifference. These things would have satisfied him in the past, but she never once mentioned their past,

dare bring it up, because any mention of the

status quo was better than reopening old wounds. But all that

at the sight of him. “Well, ” she said, her tone laced with disbelief. “I

he laid eyes on Lana, his body coiling

“Packing up some things before I leave,” she replied

the gift he brought

Lana granted

decorated with animal-shaped fruits, obviously prepared for Hugo. Her expression remained neutral

Once blind, now that he

pear. Hugo bit

smile with a gentle voice, “You’re

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

and Seth, sensing

uninvited, and then act so coldly toward their son? Was she being

outward display,

Lana’s departure being

was to stay the

dinner, as Hugo yawned and the conversation dwindled, Lana gently touched his cheek.

eyes, Hugo nodded

We have to rise with the sun tomorrow,” Lana

watched, his

into his

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

yawned. His mouth remained tightly shut as he

was scooped up into his arms. Holding onto his shoulder,

but it

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

respond; she just leaned against him as he carried her to her room, laid her down, and removed her shoes. As soon as her head touched the

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

Cicely hummed a response.

sleep without bathing,”

her brow. “Can you

a moment longer before turning off the lights and leaving just a nightlight

her. She guessed what he wanted to do; it was evident he was yearning to kiss her. Yet, just inches

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

delicate scent still lingering in his nostrils,

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

if she really decided

*

bed early the previous night, vaguely remembering she had planned to bathe but instead slept straight through until dawn. She woke with a scowl,

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

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