He never said “I love you,” but his love never ceased.

Back in the day, Seth loved her, and she loved him back, so a little coaxing was all it took. Now, Seth still loved her, but she didn’t want to love anymore. No matter how much he tried, he couldn’t coax her back into it.

Cicely’s love had been open and bold, but her decision to stop loving was swift and decisive. Once she made up her mind, she never looked back.

It seemed that in their relationship, the control was never really in Seth’s hands. The one who was truly afraid wasn’t Cicely; it was Seth. Even now, that hadn’t changed.

Lana closed her eyes briefly, suppressing the surge of sorrow. “What are you planning to do?” Lana asked.

Seth shook his head. “I don’t know. Maybe, it’s enough if she just doesn’t leave. As long as she doesn’t vanish from my sight, and I can see her anytime and know what’s happening with her…”d2

Lana tugged at her lips. “And that satisfies you?”

Seth didn’t hesitate. “It doesn’t.”

Lana felt a tightness in her chest. It was as if she were Seth, trapped in a space with all exits blocked, unable to find a way out.

Irritation, anxiety, near madness.

After a moment of silence, she said, “She is not leaving today. Go back to the hospital.”

Seth looked at Lana and asked. “Really?”

“If you don’t trust me enough, then you can have someone else watch her.”

“She’ll get angry.”

Seth said softly, attempting to retract his arm from the pillar, his rigid body swaying slightly.

Lana pressed her lips together, looking at him solemnly, “She won’t be up this early. Come in and have something to eat.”

Seth didn’t move.

“When you’re completely drained, down with an illness you can’t shake off, or passed out for days, do you think Cicely will stay by your hospital bed or take the opportunity to run away with Hugo?”

Seth’s dark eyes finally flickered.

Lana lowered her gaze and opened the door to the house. Seth stood still for a moment before lifting his feet and walking stiffly inside.

Lana instructed the servants to prepare breakfast for Seth. It was a simple meal: oatmeal, some side dishes, and two fried eggs.

“Is this what she usually has for breakfast?” Seth asked.

Lana, with a cup of hot water in front of her, hummed a response, “Yeah, she usually eats with Hugo. It’s the same breakfast. Sometimes she makes Hugo a sandwich. Kids love those.”

Seth nodded, glancing at the fried eggs. “She prefers boiled eggs, a little runny in the middle. They should be soaked in saltwater for a few days first.”

Lana pursed her lips. “She never mentioned it.”

*

After breakfast, Seth didn’t linger. When he left, Charlie was already there. Noticing Seth come out, Charlie hurriedly opened the car door.

Seth was flushed. He had forced himself to eat breakfast despite having no appetite, his head spinning, his stomach churning. He stubbornly endured it.

His fever returned with a vengeance. Upon arriving at the hospital, the medical staff scurried around until they finally got an IV into him. By then, Seth was already deeply asleep.

*

Cicely came down for breakfast with Hugo, finding Lana already seated in the dining room.

“Good morning.”

“Morning, Grand-aunt.”

Cicely and Hugo greeted her, and Lana responded with a smile only to Hugo, “Good morning, Hugo. Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah.”

“Come here, today I will feed you.”

“Okay.”

a bite of side dish for Hugo and glanced at Cicely, who was eating peacefully, biting her

“Grandpa wants to teach

going to see

about him since

curled her lips slightly. “If you’d woken up a

her eating, looking up

arrived. When I opened the

of porridge. “He had a car accident yesterday, got a fever, and is in the hospital,

was all happening yesterday. Who knows, he’s like a madman. I am afraid he might actually die on our doorstep, so

Cicely didn’t respond.

“Is Daddy

Daddy is in the hospital now. He loves you so

his

*

playing chess, they went

the elder, found the silence unbearable. Just one man, sick in the hospital, with only an assistant, who was neither family nor friend, by his side.

the bed, looking at Seth, deep in sleep, his dark eyes filled with hope and

layer of sweat, his face flushed and his brows furrowed while his thin lips flushed pale. For someone who typically showed little emotion, he must be in terrible

had never seen

*

but despite the room filling with people, he showed no sign of waking. He didn’t

out of the ward.

held Hugo and walked

“Mommy?”

“Yes?”

a couple of seconds. “Is Daddy really

“It’s nothing,

was awful. I think Daddy feels as bad now as I did

softly, her mind seemingly

Lana watched on silently.

*

and Charlie immediately

the glass of water from

little past nine in the

the glass

“Mr. Diaz!”

mind and tried to stop him, “I’ve got people watching over Ms. Cicely’s place, you don’t need to

gave you the permission to do

I assure you Ms.

path, pleading earnestly. “Mr. Diaz, there are thousands of employees across our companies counting on you. Even if you feel the need to keep watch yourself, could you at least grab a bite before

“It’s still early.”

*

hours of the morning, Cicely sat

felt like an eternity before throwing

chill air brought a cutting wind with it, nipping sharply at her

room light, a figure strode toward her. Before she could react, she was enveloped in a

was hoarse and fierce, but

the time she gathered her bearings, she found

door shut automatically, and the sound brought Cicely fully back to the moment, prompting her

brick house; her push sent him stumbling back

gaze to

“It’s cold outside.”

lips twisted sarcastically, “Feeling cold now,

his Adam’s apple bobbing, his voice

do you want? If I really decided to leave one day, I wouldn’t choose to sneak away in the dead

if stumped. “Other than stopping you,

a while, then laughed, “Are you planning to forcefully keep me by your side,

you really

voice followed without

Cicely didn’t speak.

don’t plan to leave, then there’s no need for me to force you to

what, you plan to wear me down for the rest

locked on her face, “I don’t want to wear you down. Tell me, what do

body tense. “You don’t have to do anything. I’m already more

his voice even more muffled due to the fever.

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