The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Ella collapsed onto her bed at home after her nightly routine, her phone buzzing with activity from a group chat that included Rebecca. Since Rebecca’s arrival, the chat seemed to come alive with chatter every single day.

At this very moment, the group was particularly animated, discussing engagement party plans. Rebecca, ever the thoughtful hostess, was inquiring about everyone’s preferred vibe for the event. The conversation eventually even steered towards wedding talk.

The men in the group, eager to please Rebecca, were surprisingly invested in the discussion—a stark contrast to their usual indifference towards their own matrimonial plans.

Ella peered at her screen where the messages flied by, a wry smile playing on her lips before she exited the chat.

Let it be.

After the embarrassment that Ella had just caused in the afternoon, it was surprising that Rebecca would openly discuss such matters in a place where she knew Ella was present.d2

As a woman, Ella could sense Rebecca’s hostility towards her. It was a warning, as clear as the one she felt from Noah, telling her to keep her distance.

She was curious, how Noah had placated Rebecca so quickly, that she accepted a truth that must have been shocking for her. Perhaps he held her, whispering reassurances that his relationship with Ella was nothing more than the well-known fact that they were uncle and niece, and that would never change.

Thinking of Noah’s tender demeanor with other women sent a chill through Ella’s heart. She couldn’t fathom what was going through Noah’s mind.

Rebecca was aware of Ella’s feelings, and tonight, Ella had certainly returned the favor by embarrassing her. Did Noah ever consider how they were supposed to interact in the future?

As long as she remained within the Tretton family, and under his watchful eye, she was bound to encounter Rebecca, wasn’t she? Or perhaps, he didn’t take her feelings seriously at all? That was why he didn’t bother to contemplate the complexities?

Taking a deep breath, Ella tossed her phone aside. What was the use in overthinking?

*

The next day at school, Ella shared her plans with Paul. “I haven’t told my uncle about my plans to study in Y Country yet. I’ve just mentioned a vacation. He’s arranged everything for me—flights, hotels, and even two bodyguards. He doesn’t know you’re joining me, so it’s best to keep it that way. Otherwise, he’d never let me travel.”

Paul nodded, “We leave on the 5th. So what you’re saying is…”

“Yes, exactly what you’re thinking. I don’t know how he’d react if I were honest with him. If he says no, I’m not going anywhere,” Ella said, her expression stoic.

Paul’s expression hardened as well, since he didn’t doubt Ella’s suspicions for a second. Noah, though Ella’s uncle, exhibited a peculiar possessiveness over her. Despite the personal growth opportunity at hand, the mere thought of Ella stepping out from under his watchful eye might lead to a refusal. Ella knew Noah too well after all these years by his side.

“I understand. But what about the bodyguards?”

“We’ll see if we can shake them off. It might not matter if they come to Y Country. Once there, he can’t do much about it.”

“Alright,” Paul said thoughtfully, a small smile creeping onto his face. “I’m looking forward to it. I’ve almost finished the itinerary. I’ll send it over. See if there’s anywhere else you’d really like to visit.”

“Sounds good.”

*

That afternoon, Noah’s car was once again parked outside the school. Ella, tired of the back and forth, approached the vehicle and opened the passenger door, sliding into the back seat.

“I’m not your chauffeur,” Noah’s displeased voice came from the driver’s seat, laden with icy undertones.

Without a word, Ella glanced at the queue of cars waiting to pick up students and scooted further into the seat before closing the door.

Noah remained motionless. The honking from behind grew more urgent, and Ella could almost visualize the anger of the drivers through the incessant sound. Yet, looking at Noah through the rearview mirror, he was stoic, unmoving. When he caught her gaze in the mirror, he briefly met her eyes. “Come sit in the front.”

Gritting her teeth, Ella retorted, “What’s so bad about playing chauffeur just once?”

“I don’t want to.”

The honks were starting to rattle Ella’s nerves. Reluctantly, she moved to the front passenger seat, buckling up as soon as she sat down. The car shot forward the moment her seatbelt clicked.

Upon her return to the villa, the household staff greeted her with concern.

“Miss, have you been eating well these past few days? You look like you’ve lost weight.”

“Please change your clothes first. Mr. Noah has specifically ordered your favorite dishes for tonight.”

“Why stay by yourself? It’s so inconvenient. No more tantrums. In the few days you were gone, I could tell Mr. Noah was moody. He’s definitely not used to you being away from home.”

Ella cracked a playful smile, sticking out her tongue as she held Lora’s hand. “I have to learn to live on my own eventually. I won’t be coming back here so much in the future.”

“Why wouldn’t it be convenient? Your uncle adores you. If

starving.

hurry up. Dinner

untouched; Noah never skimped on anything for her. The things he had moved to her apartment were almost all newly purchased. The clothes in this closet were what she was accustomed to wearing, most of which he

cared for her

out a few

the hallway. His eyes briefly swept over the luggage in her

straight home. I figured I’d just pack now so I

Her explanation was flawless.

replied, “There are clothes

are my favorites,”

gaze lingered on her for a moment before he pressed his lips together and descended

a sigh of

composure. In truth, she and Noah didn’t spend

dinner at home, usually because he came back too late after having eaten out. They used to have breakfast and dinner together, whether at home or out, but things had

had just begun, and summer vacation was hot on

to pick her up from school only occasionally due to work commitments, but lately, he seemed to

could he not be busy, with a fiancée to attend to,

be his top priority. It was going to

out the window, not initiating any conversation. There was an

they seemed to lack common ground, just like he did

past, her chatter about trivial matters could be annoying, but now

the distance between them seemed to grow,

pocket, pulled out a pair of

clearly disturbed by her shutting him out.

car screen and finally put away her headphones, playing

were traces of Noah indulging her. The music in his car was all downloaded to her taste. He seldom listened to music, preferring classical ones, while she enjoyed current pop hits, catchy tunes, and remixed

even dance wildly in his car, and he would let her be, except for

voice of a female singer filled the car, prompting Ella to lower her head

atmosphere turned even heavier. Thankfully, they reached the estate soon enough, thanks to

the car stopped, Ella unbuckled

a cheeriness that belied the

Ella over the weekend and had been looking

home and beat you in ten games of chess,” she replied with a bold

big talk,” Jon

However, Ella’s thoughts were on giving as much companionship as possible

before leaving. Ella didn’t question it, and everyone knew the situation. He had

feelings in front of her grandfather. After Noah left, she felt a pang of sorrow but remained silent, her

her fruit in silence, Jon sighed.

her mouth. She turned to smile at him, taking his withered hand in hers. “I told Uncle that I’d be traveling abroad. You

patted her hand with his other hand. “You’re right. Since it’s vacation time, if you want to travel abroad to clear your mind, go ahead. Has your

gently. “Grandpa, I’m not just talking about this

her

him with another woman. I can’t bear this kind of situation without feeling sad and upset. In

becoming more and more forceful, even trembling slightly. She suppressed the sourness in her heart and continued, “I only told my uncle about my plan to go to Western Europe, and he wanted me

let the guards

“A

“I don’t want to tell him. If he disagrees, I won’t be

Jon’s eyes, and his lips quivered. Clutching Ella’s hand tightly, he struggled to speak. “But Ella, even if you go abroad for two years, won’t you come back? Not even

hand. “I’m sorry, Grandpa. While

shook his head, his

I’m so

*

party that evening and

matter if he drank or not, came home early or late, she would always run to him, chattering nonstop, bustling around him.

no reason. He had never thought about changing his usual lifestyle, but now, for the first time, he felt as though things were no longer under his control. There were things,

company, playing chess, going for walks, and even trying to cook her grandfather’s favorite dishes herself. Noah had come back once, leaving right after

not to mention Ella’s plans to study

left, Noah came back

sat on the living room sofa. Jon’s complexion was off, and he sat in silence, his face stern as he fiddled with the tea set on the nearby coffee

her gaze

atmosphere in the living room was oppressive