The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 2074

Cicely's fingers trembled slightly, "Do you find this amusing?"

"Yeah."

"I don't find it the least bit funny, Seth. This isn't the life I want, you know?"

Seth slowly stood up, his hand gently caressing her soft cheek. "You don't find it amusing. It's not the life you want. But letting you go isn't the life I want either."

A pang shot through Cicely's heart, followed by a surge of helplessness. As long as he didn't let her go, she was condemned to live under his watchful eye.

She had to dwell in a castle perched on the edge of a cliff, indulging in the finest luxuries life had to offer, only to find that beyond the door lay a sheer drop into a roiling sea of molten lava. One wrong step meant oblivion.d2

"So, what now? Your words sound so sweet and caring, but the truth is that you've been doing just fine without me these past three years."

With fast cars and beautiful women, he seemed to be living the life of a winner.

She didn't want to bring up the matter of Danielle with him. It made her sound like a jealous shrew.

After her words fell into silence, the room lapsed back into quiet.

"But I want to live better."

Cicely scoffed, brushing his hand from her arm, "So I'm just a sacrifice for your better life?"

Seth pursed his lips, his hand naturally retreating to his side. "I'll have someone come and help you clean up."

Cicely closed her eyes. The negotiation had failed.

Seth called in the housekeeper. Cicely didn't refuse, but once the door was closed, she mostly tended to herself. Aside from the unreachable spots on her back, where the housekeeper insisted on helping, it was all Cicely.

The housekeeper was always on edge watching Cicely. Cicely's injuries weren't light, but they weren't critical either, and Cicely could manage most of her daily needs.

For some reason, every little thing seemed so much more dramatic with Cicely, and yet it all felt so natural.

Cicely remained silent throughout, merely frowning and pausing when the housekeeper touched a sore spot before continuing.

At first glance, Ms. Cicely was a stunner, with a figure that would turn heads in all of P City.

It was understandable that a man like Mr. Diaz, wealthy and powerful, would choose to keep such a beauty by his side.

In this society, a man could have whatever he desired. With his means, it was the time of his life to be indulgent. To not live it up would be a waste of his assets.

But keeping such a beauty was like tending to a delicate deity. She wasn't there for his happiness; she was a source of constant unease.

After making sure Cicely was tucked into bed, the housekeeper went downstairs. Seth was alone in the kitchen preparing dinner.

The servants whispered amongst themselves, astonished. Even Danielle, the well-known girlfriend, hadn't enjoyed such treatment.

He was making several dishes, all Cicely's favorites. The housekeeper once offered to help in the kitchen, reminding him that he had injuries and should avoid the heat, but Seth had casually declined.

He spent over an hour cooking alone. Once the dishes were ready, he arranged them on a tray and carried them upstairs.