The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1140

But Seth grabbed her wrist, almost violently dragging her towards the parking lot.

Struggling, Cicely whispered, “Seth, let me go!”

Seth seemed oblivious to her words, pulling her along. The woman in the dress and high heels behind him was stumbling and tugging backward. “Ms. Cicely!”

The driver waiting for her in the parking lot ran over, bewildered by the situation. He knew both Cicely and Mr. Diaz.

“Help me, I don’t know him…”

Cicely cried out to the driver, who then snapped out of his confusion and hurried over.

“Mr. Diaz!”

“Buzz off!”

The usually expressionless man now had a grim look on his face.

Car unlocking sounds echoed as Seth forcefully yanked Cicely to his car and flung open the passenger door. Cicely clutched the door, refusing to move, “Seth, you…”

“Didn’t you say you don’t know me?” Seth cut her off sneering at her desperate grip on the door frame. “You think that will do any good?” “Seth! You lunatic, you psychopath!”

Cicely screamed, her voice resonating throughout the empty parking lot.

The man didn’t seem to care. He just smiled, whispering. “Either get in the car, and I’ll take you home. Or, I’ll carry you in, and we’ll do it right here.” Cicely’s eyes widened, gripping the car door tighter. But she began to calm down. “I choose neither. I’m not going home with you, and I’m not doing anything with you!”

airborne. Seth took a step back, her grip on the car door loosened, and a sharp pain shot through her fingers. By the time she caught her

man leaned in, bringing a gust

her into the car, and they did

flickered to the flustered driver standing nearby. Her head felt heavy, but her mind was clear. The smell of alcohol was like a fog clouding her mind.

Her voice softened, she pushed the

to, I don’t want to…”

panic, her voice choked up, yet

not obeying! She was merely compromising, yet

“I gave you a chance, Cicely, I’ve told you so many times. Don’t

squeezing his hand with all her

you want, what do you

him, longing for her past expressions. He let go of her chin, but his hand brushed her soft cheek,

he want? What

disobedient, always challenging him. Anything

to be with him? She didn’t have to work, didn’t have to worry about anything. He could give her whatever she wanted satisfy her

back, admiring her smooth forehead and fluttering eyelashes. His eyes were

she wanted, as part

move. Seth’s handsome face held a hint of anger, intensifying as the seconds trickled by. “Didn’t you hear me, or you just don’t want to?”

tone indifferent, “Seth, would you forget if I don’t remind you that I should hate

He stiffened.

did she always resist him? Why didn’t she want to stay by his

he simply chose

“You hate me?”

scoffed, “Isn’t