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.”

of side dish for Hugo and glanced at Cicely, who was eating

didn’t change. “Grandpa wants to teach

to

asking about him

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

eating, looking up at

don’t know when he arrived. When I opened the door this morning, he

her gaze falling into Hugo’s bowl of porridge. “He had a car accident yesterday, got a fever,

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

Cicely didn’t respond.

stopped eating. “Is Daddy going to

darling, Daddy is in the hospital now. He loves

his mood turning

*

without playing chess, they went to Seth’s ward room.

hospital, with only an assistant, who was neither family nor friend, by his side. “It’s like he’s living the life of an empty nester ahead of time,” Lana

glancing at Cicely. Hugo approached the bed, looking at Seth, deep in sleep, his dark eyes

his thin

seen Seth

*

people, he showed no sign of waking. He

took Hugo out of the

held Hugo and walked forward in

“Mommy?”

“Yes?”

at her for a couple

nothing, just a

“But I’ve had a fever before, and it was awful. I think Daddy feels as bad

responded softly, her mind seemingly

Lana watched on silently.

*

p.m., and Charlie immediately notified the staff to prepare

glass of water from Charlie and drinking. “What time is

little past nine

down the glass and threw off

“Mr. Diaz!”

mind and tried to stop him, “I’ve got people watching over Ms.

darkened instantly, “Who gave you the permission to do

Diaz, but I assure you Ms.

to leave, but Charlie stood firmly in his path, pleading earnestly. “Mr. Diaz, there are thousands of employees across our companies counting on you. Even if you feel the need to keep

“It’s still early.”

*

of the morning, Cicely sat up in

dimly lit room, she remained seated for what felt like an

for a long while, then, with determination, she pushed one open. The chill air brought a cutting wind with it, nipping sharply at her

could react, she was enveloped in a man’s embrace.

hoarse and fierce, but his thunderous growl made

gathered her bearings, she found herself pushed back into the

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

house; her push sent

gaze to hers, her frown deepened.

“It’s cold outside.”

twisted sarcastically, “Feeling cold

his Adam’s apple bobbing, his voice

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

silent for a moment, his gaze fixed on her as if stumped. “Other than stopping you, it seems I have

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

you really want to

voice followed

Cicely didn’t speak.

plan to leave, then there’s no need for me

me down for the rest of

approached, his dark eyes locked on her face, “I don’t want to wear you down. Tell me, what do I need to do for you to love me

tense. “You don’t have to do anything. I’m already more than tolerant of

due to the fever. The sound reverberated in her ears and vibrated

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