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…”

vanished at the top of the stairs, Seth looked away from the man slumped on

I’m choking… This is

was eventually pushed into a car, Seth not even allowing him inside his home. Charlie was instructed

for dinner again soon?” Charlie couldn’t resist asking as he turned the car around. It wasn’t that he was particularly nosy,

the

glanced at him, saying slowly, “Do

taken aback, “Of

nodded, “Then perform

to himself. “What did

*

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

leaned against the doorway, tilting her head

deliver Hugo’s belated

looked at him,

so I thought I’d

will but twenty bottles

then turned and walked

*

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth…

day for a meal. The gifts for

are greedy

him with calm indifference. These things would have satisfied him in the past, but she never once mentioned their past, nor talked about

in mid-air. And he didn’t 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

who opened the door to the villa for him that day. Her brow creased slightly at the sight of him. “Well, ” she said, her tone laced with

moment he laid eyes on Lana, his body coiling with an uneasy anticipation. “What’re

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

gift he

Lana granted

from the kitchen holding a plate decorated with animal-shaped fruits, obviously prepared for Hugo. Her expression remained neutral upon seeing

his nose buried in a picture book. Once blind, now that he could see, he dedicated hours each day to devouring the pages of

placed the plate beside him and handed him a pear. Hugo bit into

the smile with a gentle voice,

usual. “Dad” had become a natural part of Hugo’s vocabulary. Seth’s face, previously taut with tension, now forced a

Cicely and Seth,

her home, uninvited, and then act

restrained any outward display, especially with her aunt

passed without Lana’s

was to stay the

Hugo yawned and the conversation dwindled,

his eyes, Hugo nodded in

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

his jaw

shuffled into his little slippers,

of the sofa, looking disinterested and lazily content.

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

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

tone attempted to sound stern, but it came out soft and without

her clearly, though.

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

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

Cicely hummed a response.

uncomfortable to sleep without bathing,”

furrowed her brow. “Can you just let

a moment longer

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

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 to be thinking about something, then closed her

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

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

would he do if

*

bathe but instead slept straight through

servants quietly tidying the living room. They looked surprised to see her awake so early. “Good morning, Miss,”

the bedding in my room,” she instructed.Books Chapters Are

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