The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1996

"So you're on board then," Seth concluded, clearly not keen on belaboring the topic.

Cicely's voice was firm and clear, "Yes, I agree to marry you."

Seth nodded, studying her for a moment before suddenly reaching out to cup her chin, "You remember my cell number, right?"

"Why bring that up all of a sudden?"

Though she might have the air of a pampered heiress, her memory was sharp, but only for the things she chose to remember. And Seth's number was certainly one of them.

"Forget about any other guys or things that shouldn't be on your mind."d2

Cicely arched an eyebrow, "Not much to forget."

Seth's fingers gently caressed her chin for a moment, "For the next few weeks, I'm with you, but just this once. I won't accept you getting hurt in any way. If you do, get yourself to a hospital."

"Any way? What, am I a porcelain doll now?"

"Yeah, a porcelain doll," he murmured, almost absently, as his hand moved softly against her cheek.

The mood was far lighter than before. Even though both of her feet were hurt like hell, Cicely felt there was no happier time than now.

Marriage. A notion that once only existed in her imagination, something she'd only discussed hypothetically, was about to become a reality.

She had never thought he would be the one to bring it up first. Even if she wanted marriage, she'd expected it would be her badgering him.

"I thought you are feeling unwell? Not sleepy?"

Cicely paused before shaking her head. "When do we get married?"

"You're too young; by the book, we can't register for marriage."

"Then we'll do it off the books. Do you want to handle it, or should I have my dad step in?"

"I'll take care of it," Seth said coolly. He was the one who proposed, so naturally, he would arrange the wedding.

"So when can we?"

"After your injuries heal."

Cicely paused, then reached into the nightstand drawer for a notebook, propping herself up against the headboard. "To prevent any future denials, we'd better sign a contract."

As she spoke, she flipped open the notebook. It wasn't long before she handed it to Seth.

"On this date, Mr. Seth proposed to Miss Cicely, who has accepted. They've decided to get a marriage certificate as soon as her injuries are healed. This document will hold, no backing out." She then signed her name in the bottom right corner.

Seth glanced at the writing, a smirk tugging at his lips, "It's just a few days. I've made a promise; I won't back out."

Cicely pushed the pen into his hand, "No, we can't be too sure about the future. Since you won't back out, signing your name is nothing to you, but it will put my mind at ease."

Indulging her, Seth's hand flew across the page, leaving a bold, confident signature behind her own.

Cicely was satisfied and put the notebook back in the drawer.

*

After Cicely fell asleep, Seth went straight to Creighton.

"What did you say?" Creighton couldn't believe his ears.

"She's agreed."