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.

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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

I’m choking… This

into a car, Seth not even allowing him inside

soon?” Charlie couldn’t resist asking as he turned the car around. It wasn’t that

man’s happiness affected the well-being of thousands. Though it was Mr. Diaz’s personal affair, it

him, saying slowly, “Do you want a

was taken

“Then

to himself. “What

*

again. Cicely opened

leaned against the doorway, tilting her head slightly,

here to deliver

looked at

so I thought I’d drop by for

will but twenty

looked down, silent for a moment, then turned and

*

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth…

up at Cicely’s Mansion at least once a day for a meal.

are

Hugo, and interacted with him with calm indifference. These things would have satisfied him in

heart was hanging in mid-air. And he didn’t dare bring it up, because any mention of

that sensitivity and withholding disintegrated

to the villa for him that day. Her brow creased slightly at the sight of him. “Well, ” she said, her

the moment he laid eyes on Lana, his body coiling with an uneasy anticipation.

her gaze playful yet piercing. “Packing

the gift he brought

Lana

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

blind, now that

plate beside him and handed him a pear. Hugo bit into it and

smile with a gentle voice, “You’re welcome,

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

glanced between Cicely and Seth,

come to her home, uninvited, and then act so coldly toward their son? Was she being too kind to him

simmered within her, she restrained any outward display, especially with her

without Lana’s departure

to

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

his eyes, Hugo nodded in

then. We have to rise

watched, his jaw

slipped off the couch, shuffled into his little slippers, and toddled

sofa, looking disinterested and lazily content. “Was there something else?”

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

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

tone attempted to sound stern, but it

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

laid her down, and removed her shoes. As

the bed, his voice husky.

Cicely hummed a response.

uncomfortable to sleep without bathing,” he

brow. “Can you just let

profile for a moment longer before turning off

it was evident he was yearning to

seemed like an 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

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

ask about it, almost did a hundred times. But he didn’t know how to start, nor did

would he do if she

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

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

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