The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1977

Seth’s eyes narrowed.

“And weren’t we talking about breaking up? This sudden, baseless jealousy is a bit puzzling, don’t you think?”

Despite the part of her that was flattered by Seth's apparent jealousy, she couldn't erase the sting of their previous encounters. The harsh words from their last argument and bitter departure, the long days without a single call or text, and the time he'd confessed to Kane that he was considering breaking up with her, all lingered in her mind. How could his present, sulky jealousy possibly wipe away all these emotionally draining memories?

The room fell silent for a few seconds before Seth's crisp voice slowly filled the space, “So, you’re planning to break up?”

Cicely chuckled. “Me? Break up? Seth, you're really trying to toss the blame in my court now? I’ve thrown away the dignity of the Ellis family, let all of P City gossip about how I’m throwing myself at you, and now you're acting like your brains got chewed up by a zombie, or maybe you've gone deaf? I’ve been all over you, declaring my like and love every other sentence. Or are you implying I’m so easy and loose that I’d break up with you after not even a week?”

Those were probably the harshest words Cicely had ever thrown at Seth. She was fiercely loyal, never allowing anyone to bad-mouth Seth, not even herself. Perhaps he had never heard such words before in his life.d2

This time, she was truly infuriated.

Yes, she was pampered and delicate, hardly ever in a hospital. Now here she was, stomach aching, sitting on a hospital bed dredging up the past, and dealing with the very man she loved and hated— the instigator of her current state. Did he really think she was that good-natured?

While Seth was certainly not used to being cursed out so thoroughly, his previously furrowed brows seemed to clear a bit. “Who told you I wanted to break up? I never said that to anyone.”

Seth picked up the bowl he had set down earlier. The warmth in his palm had dissipated a bit, and he brought a spoonful of soup to Cicely’s lips.

“Eat it first.”

Cicely was a bit slow to react. In a daze, she lowered her head and took a spoonful of soup. It was only then that she belatedly remembered why she had been arguing with Seth in the first place.

“I said I wanted to go see Joel.”

“Cicely.” Seth’s tone cooled again, “All discussions can wait until after you finish your soup. You’re not leaving this room until then, got it?”

Cicely frowned, her eyes rolling slightly before she settled back against the headboard, eyeing the man with an unfavorable expression and said, “Continue.”

She meant to continue feeding her soup. It wasn’t as if she couldn’t feed herself, but she played along, relishing the rare patience Seth was showing.

Without saying much, Seth patiently fed her the entire bowl of soup. The warm soup settled in her stomach, and Cicely felt much better.

“Want more?”

Cicely wavered, “Yes.”

Seth stared at her for a moment, then put the bowl down.

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“If you want more, serve yourself.”

Cicely pouted, not really intending to eat, but she did say she wanted more—only if Seth would continue to feed her.

“Rest a bit. We’ll check out soon.” Seth pulled out a tissue, wiping his hands with deliberate slowness, then stood, towering over her with a calm gaze. “Cicely, do you even know why Joel’s in the hospital?”

“What do you think?!” she retorted. She’d woken up here, and the only person she’d seen was him. Without his word, how could she possibly know?

Seth’s lips quirked up slightly, “I put him there.”

Cicely’s eyes trembled. “Why?”

As the question left her lips, Cicely felt a strange emotion surging within her. She had an inkling of the reason, but some things couldn’t always be assumed.

“Why?” Seth echoed, his dark eyes fixed on her expressive face, considering her succinct question. “Isn’t putting you in the hospital and leaving you in this state reason enough?”

Cicely felt a pang of disappointment. It was indeed the most convincing reason, but apart from that, there seemed to be no other. She didn’t understand what she was hoping for, and a wave of irritation washed over her. “It wasn’t his fault. He was just trying to help.”

“Did you forget how you just cursed me out?”

Cicely frowned, “What do you mean?”

“Some things you said were right, so I’ll let them slide.”

Still puzzled, Cicely watched as Seth straightened the slightly wrinkled cuffs of his shirt, then moved to the foot of the bed to grab his coat, slipping into it with ease.

“Don’t speak for him in front of me again. Anyone who lands my woman in the hospital, no matter their excuses, isn’t worth my forgiveness.”

Cicely’s pale but pretty face flushed with a rosy hue. “Your woman? In just a few days, aside from picking on me, what boyfriend duties have you actually performed?”

Seth stepped closer, his suit jacket unbuttoned. Suddenly, he leaned down, his eyes locked on Cicely’s radiant beauty. He reached behind her head, his other arm encircling her waist, and with a gentle lift, she was lying on the bed. Before she could react, his lips pressed firmly against hers.

Cicely sank into the bedding, the single hospital bed almost carrying the weight of two.

Expecting a brief kiss like before, she was caught off guard when Seth deepened their embrace, his hand resting on the back of her head, tilting it slightly to ease their breaths, compelling her lips to part.

Their mingled breaths heated their skin.

The prolonged kiss seemed to last an eternity until his hand slipped under her gown and touched her skin, causing her to shiver and break the connection.

Cicely clutched fiercely at the lapels of his tailored suit, her stunning face flushed with a rosy hue that was never seen before. Her dark hair sprawled on the pillow, her whole being immersed in a sea of white. Her crimson lips were panting in small breaths, and her eyes were stained with a disarrayed and charming look of bewilderment.