The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1141

With a loud tearing sound, Cicely’s high–quality dress was ripped in half!

Only wanting to keep a distance from him, not to hate him? What a joke. She was the one who disturbed his life first, now she wanted to just bail? Who gave her that right?

The joy he felt just a moment ago because of her words was distinguished. The happier he was, the angrier he was now.

Her delicate skin exposed to the air, looking even more exquisite under the moonlight through the car window.

His eyes were filled with intense emotions, He still remembered how she used this perfect body of hers to have sex with him. Thinking about the moments when he had the urge to imprison her again, he couldn’t control himself.

Talking about his patience, it was not just about tonight!

Cicely had never seen Seth this angry. Never.

He was usually indifferent, decisive in every move and gesture. One could only imagine how terrifying his current emotional state was.

Cicely struggled hard, her mind in chaos. She was never a match for Seth. Not in the past, not now.

That’s why she didn’t want to hate him or retaliate against him; she just wanted to stay far away from him, earn money, and cure her son’s eyes.

She was not the most pitiful person in the world, because she had ties, and the motivation to live. As long as she didn’t have to deal with Seth again, no matter how, it would be okay.

Why was the man who had long despised her now so persistent.

much left to cover her body. She tried her best to cover herself, but her hands couldn’t resist his strength.

her eyes red but not shedding a

cry at the slightest provocation was not crying now? Even now, she was still resisting him!

see how thick that skin of yours really is!”

angry that he laughed, the curvature of his lips as sharp as an ice–cold crescent, yet he leaned

second she began to twist her body, resisting him with all her

cold anger and threats, disregarding her fear and resistance. He forcefully pressed on her thin waist, the rough movements tormenting her nerves, unable to pinpoint exactly where it hurt, only feeling both pain and suffocation

He wanted to tear her

make me

to breathe, roaring out these words, followed by heavy panting,

better than not existing in her world at

her skin, sliding into

to completely

black car was violently shaking, occasionally you could hear a few scattered

the parking lot, her high heels making urgent yet orderly sounds. Her cold eyes scanned the parking lot, finally landing on the black

turned colder, and she walked towards the car without hesitation. Seeing her, the driver

the car, kicked the body of

“Scram!”

so furious, nor could she imagine what Cicely had done to drive such

the door handle, tugged hard, but surprisingly found that the door

looked at the man who was propping up his arm, glaring at her with a gloomy face. Her lips tightened a few