The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 2097

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.”

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

change. “Grandpa wants

you going to

Hugo’s been asking about him since he woke

slightly. “If you’d woken up

paused in her eating, looking up at Lana.

When I opened the door this morning, he was

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

door and saw him, it felt like it was all happening yesterday. Who knows, he’s like a madman. I am afraid he might actually die on our doorstep, so I let him have

Cicely didn’t respond.

Hugo stopped eating. “Is Daddy going to

loves you so much, he

his mood

*

hospital to see Erik, and without playing chess, they went

unbearable. Just one man, sick in the 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

bed, looking at Seth, deep in

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

never seen

*

was a light sleeper, but despite the room filling with people, he showed no sign of waking.

out of the ward. “Mommy, is Daddy really

Hugo and walked forward in

“Mommy?”

“Yes?”

for a couple of seconds. “Is Daddy really

hesitated. “It’s nothing, just

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

responded softly, her mind

Lana watched on silently.

*

Charlie immediately notified

expressionlessly, taking the glass of water

a little past nine in the

glass and threw

“Mr. Diaz!”

stop him, “I’ve got people watching

gave you the permission

I assure you Ms.

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 watch yourself, could you at

“It’s still early.”

*

of the morning, Cicely

remained seated for what felt like an eternity before throwing off the covers and descending

open. The chill air brought a cutting wind with it,

living room light, a figure strode toward her. Before she could react, she was enveloped in a man’s embrace. His open coat nearly swallowed

voice was hoarse and fierce, but his thunderous growl made her

she found herself pushed back into

Cicely fully

exactly built like a brick house; her

his gaze

“It’s cold outside.”

lips twisted sarcastically, “Feeling cold now, are

straightened up, his Adam’s apple bobbing, his voice

day, I wouldn’t choose to sneak away in the dead of night.

on her as if stumped. “Other than stopping you, it seems

you planning to forcefully keep me by

you really want to

voice followed

Cicely didn’t speak.

to leave, then there’s no

what, you plan to wear me

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

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

the fever. The sound reverberated in her ears and

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