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 the couch, yanking him up by the collar and dragging him

I’m choking… This

not even allowing him inside his home.

he turned the car around. It wasn’t that he was particularly nosy, but he truly feared Mr. Diaz’s demeanor from three years ago and just a

Mr. Diaz was happy, the entire company prospered. One man’s happiness affected the well-being

him, saying slowly, “Do you want a

was taken

“Then perform

to himself. “What

*

day at noon, the doorbell at Cicely’s Mansion rang again. Cicely opened the door. There

doorway, tilting her head slightly, “What’s

here to deliver

looked at him,

cook, so I thought

but twenty

then turned and walked back

*

The third day.

The fourth day.

The fifth…

a day for a meal. The gifts for Hugo piled

are

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

it up, because any mention of

status quo was better than reopening old wounds. But all that sensitivity and withholding disintegrated the day Lana came

Lana 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

the moment he laid eyes on Lana, his body coiling

yet piercing. “Packing up some things

on the gift he brought tightened

aside, Lana granted him

the kitchen holding a plate decorated with animal-shaped fruits, obviously prepared for Hugo. Her expression remained neutral upon seeing Seth, as she walked over to the pillowed nook

nose buried in a picture book. Once blind, now that he could see, he dedicated hours

him a pear. Hugo bit

with a

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

Cicely and Seth, sensing the odd

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

outward display, especially with her aunt in the

without Lana’s departure

to stay

the conversation dwindled, Lana gently touched

Hugo nodded in

then. We have to rise with the sun

his jaw

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

lazily content.

parting slightly as she yawned. His mouth remained tightly shut as he watched her for a

clear look at him, she was scooped up into

to sound stern, but it came out soft and

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

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

bed, his voice husky. “Aren’t

Cicely hummed a response.

sleep without bathing,”

her brow. “Can you just let me

a moment longer

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

dim light, Cicely slowly opened her eyes and stared at the

Cicely’s delicate scent still lingering in his nostrils,

a hundred times. But he

would he do if she really decided to

*

gone to bed early the previous night, vaguely remembering she had planned to bathe but instead slept straight through until dawn. She woke with a scowl, tossing the covers aside and heading for

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

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