The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Putting down his phone, Noah turned back to Ella. “Time for lunch.”

Ella nodded, ran her fingers through her hair, and asked again. “What brings you home at this hour? Work let up?”

“Yeah.” Noah’s gaze fell to the slippers kicked off beneath the sofa. He bent down to place them neatly at her feet. “Got a break for now.”

Ella slipped on her slippers with a natural grace and stood up. Her lips moved, but in the end all that came out was “I see.”

Noah stood up, taking her hand and leading her toward the dining room. Ella looked down at their intertwined hands, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, and then with a small smile, she asked, “How long is this break? Can you come home tomorrow and have lunch with me again?”

Noah’s grip on her hand tightened just a bit as he pulled out a chair for her in the dining room.d2

“I can. Actually, you could come to the office and join me.”

Ella paused, lifting her eyes to meet his across the table. There was inquiry and doubt in her gaze.

Did he really trust her out in the open? Considering how just days before, he had confined her to the house, not even allowing her out of the room, her heart was still racing.

Moreover, was it safe for her now? Any public appearance might reignite the scandal that had just started to fade. She knew the issue wasn’t entirely resolved, but what they needed most now was time, for everyone to catch their breath, and for the company to regain its strength.

Staying out of sight was definitely the right thing to do. Eventually, she’d have to take this step, but for now, she yearned for this dreamlike time to last just a bit longer.

Seeing her expression, Noah looked down and after a short silence said, “Tomorrow night, I’ll take you out.”

Ella’s heart contracted sharply, her hand pausing as she reached for her fork. “Do we really have to go out?”

Noah looked at her earnestly. “You can’t stay cooped up at home forever.”

pupils trembling, before finally lowering her gaze and taking a bite of her food.

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the slowly halting car, gazing through the window at the resplendent hotel, her

told her where they were going, but she had seen from the group chat that Chloe was hosting a celebration that night. When her uncle had delivered the dress to her,

slew of journalists. Was Noah ready for

car first, and the waiting reporters eagerly raised their cameras. Ella, her hands white-knuckled on her lap, watched

her. Ella’s hands were cold. The

normal life. He wanted to give her status and confidence. She understood, but she didn’t want him to lose too much because

response from Ella for a long time, Noah bent down, taking her hand, and pulled her from the car. In front of the rush of reporters,

her head, hesitant and

“Don’t be scared, just stay by my side, and nobody will

by security, they entered the

and lively banter, seemingly harmonious on the surface. As Noah and Ella entered, the bustling room fell briefly

Ella had mentally prepared herself time and again, but faced with this scene,

just not right. The sliver of hope that had lingered in her

returned to its previous

for you for ages, and I was worried you wouldn’t come.”Books Chapters Are Daily

weakly. Ollie’s concern was justified. Had it

a plate of hors

it,