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…”

figure vanished at the top of the stairs, Seth looked away from the man slumped on the couch, yanking him up by the collar and dragging him out of

choking… This

allowing him inside his home. Charlie was

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

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

saying slowly,

taken

“Then

to himself. “What

*

rang again. Cicely opened the door. There stood Seth, impeccably dressed, holding two toy boxes. “Good

doorway, tilting her head slightly,

to deliver Hugo’s belated

looked at him, saying

didn’t cook, so I thought I’d

will but twenty bottles

moment, then turned and walked back into

*

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth…

at least once a day for

are greedy

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

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

that sensitivity and withholding disintegrated the

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

laid eyes on Lana, his body coiling with

an eyebrow, her gaze playful yet piercing. “Packing up

on the gift

aside, Lana granted

for Hugo. Her expression remained neutral upon seeing Seth,

was sprawled on the floor, his nose buried in a picture book. Once blind, now that he could see, he dedicated

beside him and handed him a pear. Hugo bit into it and then sat

returned the smile with a gentle voice, “You’re

greeted him with the same cheerfulness as usual. “Dad” had become a natural part of

and Seth, sensing the odd

silent; she too was baffled. Why would Seth come to her home, uninvited, and then act so coldly toward their son? Was she being

outward display, especially

Lana’s departure being

was to stay the

the conversation

Hugo nodded

We have to rise with the sun tomorrow,” Lana suggested

his

into his little slippers,

corner of the sofa, looking disinterested and lazily content.

she yawned. His mouth remained tightly

Cicely could get a clear look at him, she was scooped up into his arms. Holding onto his shoulder, she murmured

tone attempted to sound stern, but

her clearly, though. “I’ll carry

laid her down, and removed her shoes. As soon as

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

Cicely hummed a response.

sleep without bathing,” he

“Can you

for a moment longer before

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

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

Cicely’s delicate scent still lingering in his

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

do if she really decided to

*

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

the stairs to find the servants quietly tidying the living room. They looked surprised

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