The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 2051-2060

The old lady’s eyes widened with surprise. “Morning sickness? These days,

young folks don’t even know when they’re pregnant?” Cicely just stared blankly

for a long moment before slowly shaking her head. “No…”

The old lady furrowed her brows and took Cicely’s arm, resting her fingers

gently on her wrist. “I’ve been a midwife all my life, brought six of my own into

the world, and my kids have given me a baker’s dozen of grandbabies. I’ve seen

my share of expectant mothers, and if I can’t spot a bun in the oven, I might as

well hang up my hat. There you have it, darling, a baby pulse. Barely six weeks

along, and you’re feeling the pangs a bit early, aren’t you?”

Cicely felt dazed as her hand instinctively touched her flat belly. She felt like she

was in a trance.

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Why did everything have to come crashing down today?

The old lady had seen all sorts of reactions from mothers-to-be when they found

out about their pregnancy.

Cicely’s look was nothing new to her.d2

Chuckling softly, she patted Cicely’s shoulder. “Bless your heart, go tell your

folks. And if you don’t take my word for it, get a thorough checkup with them. But

I’m telling you, you’re in the family way. Here, have one of these. My rascal of a

grandson thought he’d play a prank on me with these sour candies. And he gave

me so many all at once.”

As she spoke, the old lady fished out a handful of candies and handed them to

Cicely.

Cicely wandered over to the sink in a daze, rinsed her mouth, and mechanically

unwrapped a piece of candy, popping it into her mouth.

It was sour.

She never had a taste for it before, but now, it seemed more delightful than even

her favorite comfort food.

*

Cicely, who hadn’t planned on resting, went upstairs to find an apple in the fruit

bowl of her room. She clumsily peeled it and ate it, then curled up on the bed,

hand on her belly, and closed her eyes.

Half an hour later, she found herself back outside the emergency room.

Issac still hadn’t emerged. Brody sat there, head lowered. Cicely’s silent

approach allowed her to see a tear drop to the floor beside him. Her heart

clenched painfully, but she swallowed back the rising sorrow and took a seat

next to him.

Brody finally noticed her, jerking upright and frantically wiping his tear-streaked

face. Turning to Cicely, he didn’t catch her eye as she stared at the clock above

the emergency room door.

Brody was relieved she hadn’t seen him in that vulnerable moment. “He’s still in

there. Miss, why don’t you rest a bit more?”

“I managed to sleep for half an hour, and I even had an apple.” She figured the

best way to repay everyone’s care was to look after herself. Apart from that, she

didn’t know what else she could do.

Brody managed a relieved smile. “A bit more rest would do you good.”

Cicely couldn’t muster a smile, but her lips curled into a semblance of one.

“When Issac comes out, I’ll make sure to sleep even longer.”

Brody just chuckled, “As long as you get enough rest.”

Cicely didn’t respond, just fished another candy from her pocket and unwrapped

it.

*

Evening turned to night, and eight long hours passed with the red light outside

the emergency room still burning.

Nurses and doctors came and went, the urgency of their movements a clear

sign that the situation was dire.

With each ticking second, Cicely’s despair deepened, and Brody’s forced

composure also began to crumble.

*

The Ellis Group was indeed in chaos, because Seth didn’t arrive at the hospital

until past eight.

Cicely was no different than a living corpse now. Brody was pale and shaking,

barely able to keep himself together, let alone offer Cicely any comfort.

The emergency room doors swung open and shut, with medics rushing back

and forth, signaling a critical phase in the operation.

Cicely sat motionless, her mind blank with shock.

Charlie, witnessing the scene, felt his heart pounding as if it would burst from his

chest. What would happen if Issac couldn’t make it?

As that thought gripped him, the light outside the emergency room dimmed.

…

Silence engulfed the hallway.

Brody slowly rose from his seat, only to collapse weakly to the floor. Charlie

rushed to help him up.

The door to the emergency room opened, and several doctors appeared. Brody

stumbled towards them. “Doctor, how’s my boy…”

Cicely clasped her hands tightly, her gaze fixed on the doorway. She watched a

doctor remove his mask and shake his head with regret. “I’m sorry, we did

everything we could.”

It felt like a bomb went off in Cicely’s head. She swayed, nearly fainting.

Seth, his face grim, quickly wrapped his arms around her. “Cicely!”

The doctor continued, “The blast caused too much internal damage. He’s got

maybe 48 hours. Spend what time you can with him.”

Brody staggered, supported only by Charlie’s strength.

“No, it can’t be. Issac… no, no, no.” Cicely stared into the void in Seth’s arms,

shaking her head and muttering under her breath. It wasn’t loud, but Seth felt as

if he was shaken to the core.

“Cicely, come on!”

At this point, Issac was wheeled out, Cicely forcefully turned in Seth’s arms,

staring at the man on the mobile bed full of tubes. She struggled to rush

forward. “Issac, don’t leave… you promised to stay with me… I’m scared, I’m

scared alone, Issac… don’t leave me…”

“You have not worn the dress I gave you for my wedding… you have not seen

me in a wedding dress… you said you would protect me for a lifetime… Issac…

please don’t leave me… I’m afraid… please…”

Charlie watched this scene, his eyes also welling up with tears.

Seth held Cicely tight, a wave of fear he had never experienced before welling

up within him. “Cicely, I’m here, I’ll be with ytou…”

“Get out!!!” As Issac was wheeled away, Cicely turned and slapped Seth.

“Ma’am!” cried Charlie in alarm.

Cicely turned to him in disarray, tears covering her entire face. There was thick

hatred in her eyes, and every word she said was like a knife edge.

As if she had realized something in an instant, she suppressed all her emotions,

staring at him, “What can you do if you’re here? What can you do? Can you

save him? If you can’t, get out!”

A flush spread across Seth’s cold face as he looked at her holding back her

already erupting anger, engulfed in overwhelming grief, and coldly watcjing him.

He was surprised by the depth of Cicely’s feelings for Issac. Underneath their

customary and bland interactions, such deep feelings were hidden. “So…” When

he spoke again, his tight voice was hoarse, “You’re saying if Issac really dies,

you won’t want me either?”

Cicely clenched her hand tightly, her fingertips piercing her palm. “Yes! If Issac

dies, I don’t want you either!”

…

The air around them seemed to be vacuumed out. Seth stared at her face, his

eyes dark as a night sky heavy with storm clouds, obscure and profound.

Charlie felt suffocated at his side, as if an unseen force was crushing his chest.

No one knew what Seth was thinking. Whether he wanted to strangle the

woman before him or simply cut ties with her once and for all.

But Cicely didn’t want to waste another minute with this man. He wouldn’t kill

her, not now at least. And if he wanted to break things off, she couldn’t care less.

She struggled to free herself from his embrace and turned to leave with cold

indifference, but a strong force yanked her back with vigor.

Seth held her wrists above her head, his dark eyes locking onto hers from a

closer distance. His voice was more hoarse than ever. He watched her for a

long while before slowly speaking, “Cicely, I’m asking you one more time, and

think carefully before you answer. The doctor has already signed Issac’s death

warrant. Are you sure you want to do the same to us?”

Cicely’s heart clenched, and an uncontrollable heavy pain spread a little bit

upwards towards her eyes. She had already given him an answer once, but this

time, to repeat it, the words stuck in her throat, unable to be voiced. If she really

said it, it might be the end of whatever was between her and Seth.

However, if Issac was truly gone, could the two of them pretend nothing had

happened and stay together?

No, they couldn’t.

“Without Issac to witness our wedding, I’d rather not have it. So yes, you’re right,

Seth. Unless Issac can pull through, the day he stops breathing is the day I file

for divorce from you.”Cicely fought to keep her words coherent, each syllable felt like she was

severing the cord that she had nourished with her own blood between them, the

pain was visceral. Seth’s grip on her wrist was so strong it felt like her bones

might shatter, and she winced in agony.

Instead, he just looked at her expression and suddenly sneered.

She was in pain now? He wanted to know how deep her pain ran, and to

compare it to the torment he was enduring now. But in the end, seeing her pale,

sweat-beaded face, he eased his grip. He still held her firmly, staring deeply into

her eyes before he finally spoke a single word.

“Fine.”

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Cicely’s heart felt like plastic on an open flame, shriveling instantly.

Seth was an enigma, and the nature of his relationship with Cicely—whether it

was affection, love, or indifference—was beyond Charlie’s understanding. It

seemed to Charlie that Mr. Diaz could act the same way with any other woman,

if he wanted.d2

But which woman could make Mr. Diaz willing to do so?

Charlie didn’t understand, but he sensed that the current standoff between the

two would eventually brew into a profound regret.

“Mr. Diaz.” Charlie tried to remind Seth to stay calm, knowing that making

decisions in the heat of the moment was a bad idea.

Cicely, enduring the sharp pain in her heart, slowly nodded, “I’ll prepare the

divorce papers. The damage to Diaz International’s operations is indeed my

fault. As compensation, I’ll transfer all of my Ellis Group shares to you.”

Charlie was visibly shocked.

All of her shares in Diaz International? That could be enough to take over

several Diaz Internationals.

Seth smirked, “Seems like I’m getting the better end of the deal after all. But

Issac isn’t dead yet, so this sweet deal is just a thought for now.”

Cicely took a deep breath, “I’ll have the divorce agreement prepared in

advance.”

Seth watched her silently for a moment longer, then finally let go of her hand.

“But before that, Cicely, don’t forget you’re still my wife. You and your well-being

are still my responsibility. Issac dies the day after tomorrow, and until then, you’d

better swallow your food and water, even if you have to force it down. I’ll even

tie you to the bed if I have to make sure you get some sleep. So, it’s in your best

interest to behave and not provoke me.”

Cicely’s eyelashes trembled.

“Charlie!”

Charlie snapped to attention, “Yes, Mr. Diaz.”

“Take her to see Issac, and in half an hour, set the nightcap in front of her and

watch her finish it.”

Charlie glanced at Cicely, torn, but obliged. “Understood.”

With that said, Seth turned to leave.

Cicely watched his assertive retreating figure, her clenched fists tightening and

then releasing. Finally, she lowered her gaze, concealing the emotions in her

eyes, and walked away.

Issac had been taken to the ICU.

Brody stood by, looking at his unconscious son on the hospital bed, tears

streaming down his face.

Cicely stumbled as she entered the room but managed to steady herself with

Charlie’s help. She stared at the man on the bed, tears falling uncontrollably. All

the tears of her life seemed to want to dry up in just one day.

Charlie assisted Cicely closer to the lifeless Issac, and suddenly, she knelt

before Brody.

“Miss!” Brody’s voice quivered as he tried to lift her up.

However, Cicely grabbed his hand instead. She lowered her head, biting her lip

tightly to keep the sadness coursing through her body down, and to keep her

voice from sounding so shaking. “Brody, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not your fault, miss.”

Cicely shook her head, her voice tense with endless regret and sorrow. “It is all

my fault, Brody. It is all my fault.”

Brody closed his eyes in resignation.

Charlie could see that Brody still harbored regrets, and he still blamed Cicely.

Regardless of the reasons, Issac’s condition had something to do with her. Even

if it was about duty or responsibility, the only son he had was about to be lost.

People might not believe it if you said Cicely was well-behaved and

understanding, but they would believe if you said she was spoiled and petulant.

Brody had watched Cicely grow up, pampered and loved. She was sensible,

indeed, but she was also petulant.

Yet he couldn’t bring himself to truly blame her. Everyone was a victim in their

own right.

“I’m sorry, Brody. I’m sorry.” Cicely’s slender shoulders shook as she repeated

her apology.

Brody heaved a deep sigh, then knelt beside her. “Miss, Issac did the right thing.

It’s just fate.”

Cicely took a deep breath, struggling to stand and helping Brody up with

Charlie’s assistance, then guiding him to sit down.

The busy medical staff approached to remind them, “You can stay at most 30

minutes tonight.”

*

Seth made his way straight to the hospital’s park, stopping in front of a row of

cypress trees.

The events of the entire day replayed in his mind. In the end, it all came down to

Cicely’s every expression, and every word she spoke.

She seemed to wield a hundred ways to inflict pain, sharp, keen, and unerring.

If Issac died, she didn’t want anything to do with him. The one who feared he

would leave was her, and ironically, the one who didn’t want him was also her.

A low, cool chuckle escaped his throat as he took out his phone with fingertips

white from the cold. He dialed a number and waited for the call to connect, the

phone pressed to his ear.

The summer night’s warm breeze brushed by, people in the park walked and

chatted, but in his world, there was only the sound of the call waiting tone.

“Hello?” A deep, steady voice eventually answered.

Seth slowly began, “Damon, I need a favor.”

“A favor?” The voice on the other end fell silent for a split second, as if the words

were unfamiliar, especially coming from Seth. “I’ve been following the news. If

you want my help with Diaz International, no problem.”

“I’ll handle Diaz International myself.”

Damon’s lips curled into a smirk. This was the Seth he knew—oozing pride and

arrogance from every pore. But if that were the case, what could possibly make

him swallow his pride and come asking for a favor?

Damon’s interest was piqued, a rare occurrence. “So, what’s up?”

“Help me save someone.”

“You’re asking for help, which means this isn’t going to be easy.”

“That’s right.”

“And if we fail?”

Seth’s expression turned to stone. “Failure is not an option.”

No matter what. At any cost. Issac couldn’t die.

Half an hour later, Seth found his way to the VIP hospital room. Charlie’s

reaction was more relaxed than expected.

Cicely was perched on a sofa outside the room, nibbling on a plate of neatly

sliced fruit. It was her request, and Charlie had personally peeled and sliced it

for her.

“Mr. Diaz.”

Seth’s gaze shifted from Cicely, his tone as flat as his expression. “I told you to

prepare dinner, and you serve her this?”

“My apologies, Mr. Diaz,” Charlie hastily replied. “Dinner will be just a little while

longer. The missus wanted something from Carly’s kitchen, and I’ve already

informed Carly. She’s on it.”

Seth was surprised. He hadn’t expected her to ask for anything to eat. It wasn’t

like her usual style, but it did remind him of the Cicely who never let herself be

slighted.

His expression softened slightly as he took off his coat and approached the

sofa, tossing it over the backrest.

Cicely didn’t look up from her phone, occasionally picking up a piece of fruit and

chewing with a crunch. He sat down beside her, watching as her plate of fruit

neared empty yet she showed no sign of stopping. He finally spoke up. “You still

need to eat dinner.”

Cicely kept eating, “I’ll eat dinner and fruit. I’ll eat whatever I want. When did you

start dictating my diet? Or is it that you think you’ve only got two days left to

make me miserable?”

Her words were laced with venom, dripping with sarcasm. In the end, no one

could outdo Cicely when it came to making others miserable.

Charlie glanced at Seth, trying to gauge his reaction. Charlie had to admit that

Seth was truly good at hiding his emotions. If anyone else were in Mr. Diaz’s

shoes, they’d probably be angry, but Seth remained impassive, simply leaning

back and pinching the bridge of his nose. “Better to eat less at night. Overeating

will make you uncomfortable, and it will disturb my rest.”

Cicely paused, “If you’re so concerned, keep your distance. The bed at home

must be comfortable, or anywhere else for that matter. Don’t worry. Even if I’m in

agony, I won’t bother you.”

Seth dropped his hands and looked at Charlie, “How many servings did Carly

prepare?”

Charlie hesitated, “Enough for two.”

“Hmm, tell her to pack some extra, I’m starving.”

“Will do.”

Cicely’s eyes darkened.

Before long, Carly had the food delivered.

Charlie helped set it up, and as Cicely put away her phone and tried to stand,

Seth picked up a bowl of soup and said flatly, “If you don’t want me to force-feed

you or make idle conversation, sit down and eat. You’re the last person who

should be wasting energy today.”

Charlie handed her the utensils in timely fashion, “Ma’am, these are all dishes

you requested. Don’t let anger spoil your appetite.”

A flicker of annoyance crossed Cicely’s face, but she took the utensils anyway.

Seth and Charlie were right.

They ate in silence, neither offering food to the other, their utensils never

crossing paths.

Seth finished first and stood up, checking the time and glancing at Charlie.

Charlie quickly exited the room.

“Take a shower after you eat.” Seth looked down at Cicely, still leisurely enjoying

her meal, and with that, he took his coat and left the room.

When Charlie stepped out, he was met by two imposing strangers, standing

rigidly on either side of the room, obviously there to guard the Cicely’s room.

Startled, he saw Seth emerge behind them. “Sir, what is—”

Seth closed the door and gave him a level look. “Keep a close eye on her,

especially don’t let her step out of this room.”

Charlie was puzzled. Watching the lady was a given, but not allowing her to

leave and bringing in bodyguards, was this some kind of house arrest?

“If you can’t manage that, consider donating your heart and lungs to Issac.”

Charlie shuddered. Seth’s expression was dead serious.

“Understood.”

*

Cicely finished her meal with no intention of showering. She wanted to check on

her father and see Issac again, but as soon as she opened the door, her vision

blurred, and two arms barred her way.

Regaining her composure, she faced the two men in black suits, their

expressions blank as they stood in her path. Her brow furrowed as she turned to

Charlie.

“What’s all this?”

Charlie’s scalp tingled with anxiety, “For your safety, ma’am.”

“Really?” Cicely raised an eyebrow coolly, “Is Danielle and her mother out for

revenge, planning to come kill me?”

Charlie had never known how to handle the little princess of P City, and now he

was even more at a loss. “It is not like that, ma’am.”

“No? Aside from those two lunatics, I really can’t think of anyone else with such

a grudge against me.”

Charlie was at a loss for words.

On reflection, even though the P City princess was known for being haughty and

proud, it seemed no one had really crossed her. Perhaps it was out of respect

for her status as the heiress of the Ellis family, but he couldn’t fathom who would

pose a threat to her. It seemed that the only people who really couldn’t stand her

were Ms. Danielle and Mr. Diaz’s mother. But after all, they were both saved by

Mrs. Cicely, and it wouldn’t be right for them to cause her any trouble at this

time. So what exactly Mr. Diaz meant by his actions, Charlie didn’t understand.

“For safety’s sake, Mrs. Cicely, you should go back and rest.”

“And what if I don’t?”

Charlie sighed, “Then I’m sorry, ma’am, but I must insist.”

Cicely’s face was set in a frown as she attempted to leave, but the two men

swiftly moved to block her, standing as two unyielding walls, determined not to

let her step out of the hospital room. Knowing that forcing her way out would be

futile, Cicely picked up her phone and dialed Seth’s number.

It took a while for Seth to answer, his voice low and indifferent, rippling through

the line without a hint of surprise. “Yes?”

“I want to go out.”

“Have you taken a shower? If so, go to bed and sleep.”

Cicely closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, “Seth, what do you mean?”

“Take a shower and get some rest.”

“Seth!”

“Since you’re calling me now, it proves my arrangements are correct. Don’t

waste my time. You don’t like talking to me, do you? But if you’ve changed your

mind, I can come right back and keep you company.”

Cicely hung up without another word.

Seth pocketed his phone and stepped out from the top floor’s emergency exit.

The ground below was alight with the constant flicker of neon signs and the red

streams of traffic.

The city of P remained vibrant with life, and everything that had happened today

was swallowed up in the urban pulse, as if leaving no trace.

*

Back in her hospital room, Cicely had taken a shower, her hair still damp.

Seth walked in with his jacket draped over his wrist, tossed it onto the couch,

and headed straight for her.

Cicely was standing by the window, sipping water and gazing out at the night

skyline that belonged uniquely to P City, lost in thought. She was aware of

Seth’s presence when he entered the room and even as he approached her. His

tall and straight silhouette reflected on the glass.

He reached out to touch her hair, “Should I dry it for you?”

Cicely swatted his hand away. “What is all this?” Cicely spoke slowly, her tone

flat, “Are you afraid that I’m going to wait for an opportunity to flee the city after I

ruin your program? Or do you think I’ll choose to go into hiding because I don’t

want to divorce you?”

“You can rest easy. My dad and Issac are here; even if I were guilty, I wouldn’t

leave them. And if it’s the latter, since I’m the one who initiated this, I surely don’t

need to be so cowardly as to back out now.”

Seth glanced at her coolly, then turned and walked into the bathroom, only to

come out with a hairdryer and approach her again. “Sit on the bed.”

Cicely’s delicate hand clenched the water glass tightly. His nonchalant attitude

was infuriating. Unable to contain her temper, she threw the warm water from

the glass in Seth’s face.

“Who are you playing the good guy for? Afraid I won’t write your shares into the

divorce agreement? Don’t worry, I will give them to you. Everyone knows my

character; the Ellis Group is doomed under my watch. Rather than letting others

scheme and take it from me, I’d rather give it to you. At least Diaz International

will have some hope. Even if you don’t covet it, I was going to give it to you

eventually. Why else would I let you willingly manage the Ellis Group? I’ve given

you the opportunity to covet what I have from the start, and after suffering for so

long, it’s time you got what you wanted.”

His expensive light-colored shirt was soaked, drops of water still gathering and

trickling down his cool, indifferent face. Even after being splashed, Seth had no

reaction, but after hearing Cicely’s words, his eyes, veiled with droplets,

suddenly narrowed. “It’s time we got what we wanted?”

Cicely laughed sarcastically, “Well, it’s because of your mother, isn’t it? She

hates me because my father loved my mother, and because your father loved

her too. What other reason could there be for her to agree to let her son marry

me?”

Seth’s expression darkened further, “Did you hear something?”

“The plots you and your mother conjured together? It’s quite remarkable that I

would get wind of it. So, why then? Well, Charlie mentioned it was for my safety.

Is your mother sick again, ready to burst in here and stab me at any moment?”

For the first time, Seth’s expression could be described as furious, “Cicely, even

if you’re trying to provoke me, I won’t let you go out tonight. We can separate,

sure, but only after Issac’s dead the day after tomorrow.”

The water stopped dripping from his face, and with that, Seth took her hand and

led her to the bed. “You’ve said too much tonight. If you want to keep talking,

after I dry your hair, I’ll listen for as long as you want.”

Cicely closed her eyes, letting him dry her hair. “So, I was that annoying before.

You have quite the patience.”

Seth paused for a moment, then continued to run his fingers through her scalp,

her soft hair slipping through the warm air from the dryer. Afterward, he went

into the bathroom himself.

Cicely opened the door to the room, and the two men were still stationed

outside. Charlie leaned against the wall, scrolling through his phone. Seeing

Cicely, he suddenly stood up straight. “Ma’am.”

Cicely looked impassive, “I want some milk.”

Charlie was briefly taken aback, then quickly responded, “Right away, ma’am.”

Cicely closed the door again.

When Seth came out of the shower, Charlie was just knocking on the door,

holding a glass of milk.

“It’s for Ms. Cicely.”

Seth withdrew his gaze and remained silent.

Cicely leaned against the headboard, browsing her phone. The news was full of

the day’s events.

The issues with Diaz International.

The status of the Ellis family.

The condition of Mr. Ellis.

The latest developments of Danielle.

She followed the trending topics, one by one.

The issue of Diaz International was further investigated.

The Ellis Group was holding steady, thanks to Seth having taken the reins for a

while now. With him at the helm, things were relatively stable.

Her dad’s surgery had been a roaring success.

Danielle’s face was ruined, her body riddled with shards of glass, large patches

of skin burnt away. But she had dumb luck on her side. She had been close to

the window when the blast threw her out, landing her outside where she was

scorched for a good while. At least she was still breathing, her organs

miraculously unharmed.

How did that woman always manage to land on her feet? It’s the good ones that

die young, while the wicked seem to live forever.

Cicely had enough of the screen and got up, grabbing the glass of milk. Charlie

was thoughtful as ever; the milk was the perfect temperature. She tilted her

head back, took a gulp, and then walked over to the bed, pulling back the

covers to slide in.

Seth was outside on a call, seemingly about the Ellis Group.

When he returned, he climbed into bed, pulling her into his embrace. Cicely

wasn’t asleep, and she didn’t open her eyes in his arms. “We’re on the brink of

divorce. You find this amusing?”

“Not in the least. Maybe I should pin you down and have my way with you a few

times? Would that be amusing?”

Cicely’s eyes fluttered, her arm resting on her waist, palm on her belly, and she

fell silent.

Today had been draining, and even though nothing had turned out as she had

hoped, exhaustion took over, and Cicely quickly fell asleep. Her shallow breaths

danced on his chest, the familiar soft warmth in his arms, yet something felt

different.

She had actually brought up divorce.

Seth gazed down at her smooth forehead and curled lashes, his arms around

her tightening slightly. After a moment, he lowered his head and kissed her

forehead.

*

The next day, under Seth’s supervision, Cicely had breakfast and changed into

clean clothes. “I want to go see my dad.”

“You can visit him for 30 minutes this afternoon.”

“I’m going to see Issac first.”

Seth remained silent.

Cicely clenched her fists, looking up at Seth with a cold indifference. “You’re not

planning to keep me cooped up here for two days, are you?”

After a brief silence, Seth slipped into the clean clothes Charlie had laid out for

him and said indifferently, “I’ll come with you.”

Cicely didn’t bother to respond; it was pointless.

At the door, two men in black suits stood guard as Charlie lingered nearby, but

with Seth by her side, no one stopped her.

When they reached the ICU where Issac was supposed to be, there was no one

there. Issac wasn’t in his bed, and Brody wasn’t by his side. The entire ICU had

been cleared out, devoid of any trace of its previous occupants.

Cicely’s gaze landed on the empty scene, her mind buzzing, and then

everything went blank.Seth stood behind her, his expression somber as he watched her silhouette.

Her head turned slowly from side to side, disbelief etched on her face as she

took in her surroundings, unable to accept what had happened. After what felt

like an eternity, she spun around, her eyes bloodshot with distress. “Issac’s

dead?”

She spoke directly, confronting the cruel, ruthless reality she least wanted to

face.

Seth’s deep-set eyes flickered slightly as he replied, his voice cool, “I don’t

know.”

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Cicely suddenly stepped toward him, and up close, the resentment in her gaze

was unmistakable. She pushed against his chest with both hands.

A woman’s strength isn’t much. Seth thought she might slap him in fury, as she

had done the day before, but instead she pushed him, and caught off guard, he

swayed almost imperceptibly.d2

“Is Issac

met her gaze,

holding back restraint and

go

to have dinner, take a shower, and

cut him off, her eyes shimmering

unshed tears.

voice suddenly turning

Seth’s stern face

pulled out her phone and dialed Brody’s

phone to

was cut off the moment it started to ring. She tried again,

six attempts, she gave up and walked

was in chaos, but

her to calm down.

How can someone

patient was taken by

save a life,

point of

director could only let her vent her frustration.

the end, exhausted and without any

office, like a zombie

hallway wall, she

again, but the result was the same. The call was disconnected

began.

phone, her hand resting on her eyes, her slender

She seemed to be crying, soundlessly, but

and sorrow were palpable.

pulled her into his arms,

head, his deep and gentle voice emanating from above her.

go have lunch.”

her, making no attempt to struggle or resist.

minute of silence, she

juice and Tom Yum soup.

restaurants outside.”

current calm and

seemed far too

closed her eyes,

her up. Cicely

leaned on him,

Charlie to prepare

and Seth handed her a glass of water,

accepted. After she drank, she nestled into the

later, Charlie brought

ate with a slow, distinctive

her mouth with a napkin, and

you not want to divorce

his

who was leaning on the couch, her tone as cold

think, by taking Issac away, making me unable to see

I’ll just think he’s left, not that he’s dead, and that I

divorce you over him?”

After setting the glass down, he said, “It sounds like

might be right.”

her lip, “Why? What else do you

good enough? Or is it because I

you a feeling of being dumped, and

can’t get

thin lips

and after a long while, he hooked his lips

“So no matter what, this marriage… might

be ended

smile, “Can’t you just pretend you

me?”

can we pretend? The fact is you wanted to dump me. Why

you for

cold smile, grew chillier as she

no

sound of a knock on the door interrupted them, and

in, “Mr. Diaz, the company matters are

it can’t be delayed

of the previous day and losing an entire building,

shareholders and executives

bombarded with calls,

to him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to the

staying by his wife’s side, cool and composed

Mr. Diaz was unaware of

situation truly was.

“Okay.”

slowly closed

couch.

straightened up and grabbed his jacket from

mess out there, and you

the hospital to avoid unnecessary

could hear Seth’s footsteps fading away, followed

at the door. “Keep a close eye

anywhere but the hospital.”

“Understood.”

*

clear the table and tidy up the

remnants of the meal.

Two burly men

natural thing in

rode the elevator up to Creighton’s intensive care unit. The

she waited outside for a good fifteen minutes

could enter.

doctor’s report was still not optimistic. Creighton needed to stabilize

critical forty-eight hours

She then sat beside the

and rested

pushing down the sourness and fear welling

inside her.

about what was said in those recordings. Yes,

me that USB drive. He’s part of

that drive is a bit special. It

and hides automatically. As soon

Joel and his team are

ready and we retrieve

to worry. I’m your daughter, after

to go to

evidence of my innocence. If they dare to bring me in for questioning,

I prove I’m clear, I’ll tear the

growing up, but I’ve

it makes my hands itch to do it. But

deal with later, and I’ll definitely need your

since you don’t want me to get arrested, I won’t. However, I

you’ve got to recover quickly and be my

support.”

stood up and wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. She

hair. Her heart was full of pain

say to someone, so

to talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce

that she might be pregnant. But everyone who should know

someone died, it was just

excitement for them.

one person’s tragedy becomes

is infuriating.

would react

support. That was why she couldn’t bring herself to tell Creighton

these issues.

much Issac meant to her, how heartbroken she’d

and how ill-timed a pregnancy would be now. Creighton

Seth too, so she couldn’t tell him any

to Creighton about trivial things,

aftermath of the

ICU doctor

went to the hospital’s park

parking lot. Her mind was a

about was hoping for Creighton to wake up; she

anything beyond that.

at the distant parking lot,

with large bags and happy faces, others rushing in with

she recognized a familiar figure carrying things

that moment,

Grandpa calling. He asked about her dad

her, his expression

slowly from side to side, disbelief

unable to accept what had happened. After what

spun around, her

dead?”

the cruel, ruthless reality she

face.

deep-set eyes flickered slightly as he replied, his voice cool, “I

know.”

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toward him, and up close, the

She pushed against his chest with both

isn’t much. Seth thought she

before, but instead she pushed him, and

swayed almost imperceptibly.d2

“Is

met her

eyes widened, holding back restraint and forbearance.

go

to have dinner, take

him off, her eyes shimmering with

unshed tears.

face darkened, his voice suddenly turning cold, “He

stern

her, she pulled out her phone

phone

started to

six attempts, she gave

in chaos, but the director could only

her to calm down.

is he? How can someone just

Cicely, the patient was taken by his father. We couldn’t

you? You can’t save a

point of this

could only let her vent her frustration. Seth stood

end, exhausted and without any answers,

office, like a zombie devoid of thought, nearly drifting

she mechanically dialed Brody’s

was the same. The call was

began.

away her phone, her hand resting on her

to be

and sorrow were palpable.

her and gently pulled her into his arms,

and gentle voice emanating from

go have lunch.”

hold her, making no attempt to struggle or resist. She

a minute

soup. I don’t want

restaurants outside.”

current calm and compliance, compared

hysteria, seemed far

closed her

and picked her up. Cicely did not

as she leaned on him, her

Charlie

the bed, and Seth handed her a glass of water, which

After she drank, she nestled

hour later, Charlie brought

ate with a slow, distinctive elegance.

a napkin, and looked at Seth with

not want

his cup

on the couch, her tone

by taking Issac away, making

think he’s left, not that he’s dead, and that I won’t choose

divorce you over him?”

the glass down, he

might be right.”

her lip, “Why? What else do you

is it because I was the

a feeling of being dumped,

trampled on, and you can’t get over it, so you

lips pressed into a

a long while, he hooked his

in front of him. “So no matter what, this

be ended for

sardonic smile, “Can’t you just

me?”

you wanted to dump me. Why would

you for

with a cold smile, grew

no reason,

of a knock on the door interrupted them, and Seth turned

stepped in, “Mr. Diaz, the company matters

waiting for you; it can’t

events of the previous day and losing an entire

and

with

Mr. Diaz had first gone to the Ellis Group, then

staying by his wife’s side, cool and composed as if nothing

Diaz was unaware of

situation truly was.

“Okay.”

closed

couch.

straightened up and grabbed his jacket from the couch. “I’ve got to

and you won’t gain anything

the hospital

could hear Seth’s

at the door. “Keep a close eye

anywhere but the hospital.”

“Understood.”

*

the table and tidy up

remnants of the meal.

ward. Two burly men followed her as if it

thing in the

rode the elevator up to Creighton’s intensive

waited outside

could enter.

still not optimistic. Creighton needed to

past the critical forty-eight hours

thanked the doctor. She then sat beside the bed,

and rested her

closed her eyes, pushing down the sourness and fear

inside her.

said in those recordings. Yes, I said it,

Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part

that drive is a bit special. It can fry a computer, but

automatically. As soon as someone

his team are working

we retrieve the files, I’ll be

worry. I’m your daughter, after all.

mistreated? I agreed to go to the justice department because

evidence of my innocence. If they dare to bring me in for

prove I’m clear, I’ll tear the place

of trouble growing up, but I’ve never

makes my hands itch to

be a mess to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need

me to get arrested, I won’t. However, I still intend

got to recover

support.”

wiped away the tears

heart was full of pain

much to say to

Issac’s situation, her desire to

she might be pregnant. But everyone who should know

Even if someone died, it was just a

excitement for them.

person’s tragedy becomes

is infuriating.

who truly cared for her would

support. That was why she couldn’t bring herself to tell Creighton

these issues.

Issac meant to her, how

ill-timed a pregnancy would be now. Creighton

Seth too, so she couldn’t

about trivial things, carefully avoiding any mention

the Diaz

and the ICU doctor came in to

unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and

the parking lot. Her mind

think about was hoping for Creighton to wake up;

anything beyond that.

she stared blankly at the distant parking lot, watching

leaving with large bags and happy faces, others rushing in

recognized a familiar figure

At that

was Grandpa calling. He asked about her

narrowed. Danielle… Erik said, “Go check on

the man as he disappeared, then

a familiar face, one that had clashed with Seth in

debates before.

Another assistant working alongside

care

a calamity befalling the family, Erik was bedridden. There

in the house, and she had not even returned home to

how Danielle is

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Cicely got up and walked over to the railing and

and going in the parking lot,

on the other end of the phone was long and

slender hands gripped the rusted railing tightly as she spoke in a

only Patty and Danielle hadn’t dilly-dallied

quicker. It wouldn’t have taken much, maybe

seconds, or even ten might have been enough.

and Issac wouldn’t

filled with helplessness and a

from the phone, “Cicely…”

meant to me?

when around, but now

old man’s

so much time for the sake of

wouldn’t have died.

took a deep breath,

for you.”

away her phone and turned, expressionless,

hospital.

room for long before Cicely arrived. Charlie

fruit and some lunch. The

side of the hospital room door, not entering

her.

there in Danielle’s room, looking haggard with

of the bed, peeling

at the top, when she heard a knock and

doorway.

already jumped to

are

left the room. These were

to love and hate. It was

affairs.

Patty, Danielle has Ellis

I’m closer to her than you are, so why

that said, she

person wrapped up so tightly on the bed, only

mouth visible.

was crusted with dry skin. Those bloodshot eyes

all her

tear Cicely apart.

not well, and he

see just how pitiful you are. Covered in burns, your

Your legs had just healed, and now you’re back in bed.

point of

you got no humanity? That’s your cousin you’re

wish her

hold back, shaking

ear, yet Cicely remained indifferent, her

that peeked out from the bandages looked both comical and pitiable.

eyes glared at her with a fury that

hatred.

are you glaring at me? Seems like, Issac and I have rescued an

you born under a cursed star?

you suffer misfortune?”

the cursed one.” Her voice

at her

eyes.

you hadn’t returned to

things wouldn’t have happened. I wouldn’t have met you or

no more difference to me than

Patty suddenly shouted beside her, “Do you

sound? Danielle and Seth are like stray dogs to you? And what

forgotten how you used to

slowly turned her head, her detached and icy gaze

back. “What do you

your mind?” Cicely

are you deliberately picking a fight? Everyone knows how I

I was heartless and

you who

“You…”

do you think you’d still be alive

petty things? I don’t expect gratitude, but is a

your

the anger in her eyes

International, trying to curry favor so I wouldn’t stand in

you and Seth? Otherwise, why would you bother

come, we would

be like this. You have the nerve to come

haven’t even begun to settle the

felt the absurdity of it all. How twisted

to be unable to distinguish right from wrong, and to

blatantly distort the truth.

eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint as

along, Danielle would be

so would you. Your fate? Nothing more

her words, her shoulders tensing with

expected you to be falling over

Your lives? They

you scrape by every day from here on

for you two, he wouldn’t be

brief silence in

Cicely’s temples

us? Got what he deserved, didn’t he?”

and she felt as if the explosion that had rocked her

inside her head. “You think he

say his death

rage emanating from Cicely, trembled from

her panic, she raised the paring

are you trying

froze, her figure rigid as a statue. Patty’s heart steadied,

I

You made that choice on your own,

you hadn’t come,

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veins on Cicely’s forehead stood out starkly against her

anger she felt. “Even if

if you hadn’t stalled me for Danielle, Danielle would have

died. No one in their right

something like that.”

in her bed, sensed the dangerous mood that

upon seeing the sharp paring knife in Patty’s hand. Her

Pushing through the searing pain in her

each word with her raspy voice.

who said you wanted to go upstairs to

had boarded the rescue helicopter right from

even gone back

Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2

interspersed with painful

with his body. No matter what, you can’t blame

on me and Patty.”

was speechless. No matter her reasons for wanting to

it didn’t matter anymore. Patty and

known it

still saved them. They owed

as unforgivable as

could there be such shameless

clenched into fists, her body trembling with barely suppressed

Cicely’s pain. It was evident on her

Millie were

a nothing more than a call girl, lived

anyone else, always

seemed to

seen her humiliated or in pain.

through her daughter. She

Cicely’s anguish.

with satisfaction and triumph

badly, by any

a long silence, Cicely suddenly let out a soft

came to save you?

trying to gain your favor. You probably haven’t

and slowly lifted her left hand. As

in a

and even Danielle on the sickbed

incredulously at Cicely.

No wonder Patty could confront her

Now she kind of realized it. It

relieving.

Ray nearly forced

fragile composure shattered,

a similar ring on Seth? Or do you want to

drawer of the bedroom at

for a few seconds, staring at the ring on Cicely’s finger,

“No! I don’t believe it! He

me…”

her off, cool and dismissive, “Then why would he suddenly

on him. Now

around that time. Perhaps

Patty was struggling to control herself,

“He would never fall for you. He

so other

of why he would choose

for the Ellis

“If that’s the case, being open

to you?

slowly recovering from her shock, eyed the

and bit her lip. “Cicely, if you’re done, could you please leave? I

that your father is not out of the woods yet, and his time

You should spend time with him

she turned to Danielle, her

you talking about? Who says my

her and continued despite the

They have been keeping it a secret because of

dying? Creighton is

Cicely frowned and as she turned, she saw

knife lunging toward her

instinctively shielded her stomach and

“It’s all your

her retreat halted by the hutch behind

choice but to reach out and grasp Patty’s wrist. “What

wrong with you?!”

seemed to

through Cicely’s taut nerves. Patty’s eyes

cheeks as she glared at

hatred. “It’s all because of you! If it weren’t for

fine. You’re like

go find Millie and stop

Patty’s emotional outburst.

condition this much? What was going through Patty’s

Patty loved her father so much, why did Patty

never fall for you.” Patty’s vision swirled

and Cicely. One moment it was Millie’s face, the next it

flipping back and

look, glanced down at the

to wrestle it away, Patty suddenly tightened

Cicely’s hand.

frowned, but then Patty gave her a cruel smile. “I told

die, I’ll make sure Seth hates you for

could process her words, Patty

handle, and plunged it into

in horror as Patty,

face and

grip, watching as her warm blood painted Cicely’s

slide down, she clung

the blanket tightly.

spoke volumes. That word

indescribably tight, her eyes

to convey

sight filled Danielle with terror, and she finally let out a

“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”

Shane and two men who had been

The scene

bed, drenched in blood, while

a bloodstained knife, her clothes and face

out of it

room descended into chaos,

suspicious and avoidant glances

was terrified. She might have been tough and brash, but she

such a gory scene, especially not this

was ushered out of the room by the hospital

she shakily washed the blood from her hands,

daze, she made her

arrived before visiting hours and stood

men who had been with her immediately called Seth, unsure of

to do as they stood by her

she overheard a

you guys?

need to

seconds of

“Cicely.”

blinked, slowly lifting her head and

her, well-preserved, exuding a

the youthful grace of a young lady, an

softening

the familiar

murmured, “Auntie Lana…”

fixed on her, and

“Look at you, such a mess.” The tap was firm,

wince and step aside.

reaction. With a

cradling her niece’s face. “What’s

shook her head slightly, but tears filled her

nonetheless.

braced herself, but seeing Cicely’s tears, she was

seen her cry even

Cicely had been through,

embrace. Stroking her hair, Lana whispered softly, “It’s

am here now.”

was in critical

witnessed upon

stabbed in the chest, the blood-stained

Danielle lay passed out

was careful with his words, not wanting

matter how it was explained, everything seemed to point

Cicely.

and saw Cicely standing with

deep in conversation.

black sighed in relief when they saw Seth.

Cicely tensed.

the young man

calm and detachment beyond his years.

despite his attempts at composure,

through his façade.

good man. No wonder Cicely had fallen

are Seth? My niece’s

confusion.

Cicely, whose face was ghastly pale, he

silence lingering for a few seconds

“Your mother might

you’ve already decided on a divorce,

you to

up her mind about right

she stuck to it tenaciously, a trait that had often caused

headaches.

face darkened immediately, “Who said

divorce?”

beyond saving, why not let it go? Do you

if nothing has happened and continue

still young, so

to Lana but kept his eyes intently on

emotionless. “Did you

narrowed her eyes at the

nodded, “I’ll give you the

“Is Issac dead?”

eyes shook, and she looked up at Seth

stare, “You’re asking

he’s not dead, which means we can’t get

heart, “Seth, just to avoid

you have something to do with Issac’s disappearance?

leave with my own eyes, or hear of

“Think what you want.”

a chilly laugh, “I asked your mother, ‘Do you love

possibly fall for me, and I

at your actions now. Could

in his pocket clenched slightly, his eyes narrowing,

tell my

“She suggested I saved her to use her to capture your heart.

proposal. And I asked her

gaze locked onto her, sharp

in their emotional entanglement.

spoke up, “I’ll go talk to the doctor, arrange

dad and you first, and then we’ll arrange for someone

bring your grandfather over.”

she said this, she was already walking away but paused

to Cicely, “If he refuses

with him. If I remember correctly, the marriage

irreconcilable differences, living apart

dissolve a marriage.”

nodded, “I’ll come

Seth caught her wrist. “Cicely,” he

a trace of restraint,

leave just like that?”

don’t you go ahead

her silently, his voice subdued and steady,

provoke me.”

“It sounds like you’re planning on

on leaving?”

“No.”

leaving and I’ll complete other

later.”

and anger finally surfaced on Seth’s face.

understand

by his low growl. For a moment, she was silent. The grip

wrist tightened. He spoke again, his gentle voice marked

“Behave, Cicely. Don’t push

Cicely was gripped by palpitations. Painfully, she twisted

break free from his shackles. She

gave him an

her, the darker his gaze was, the tighter his

instinctively as she struggled.

of sweat had pushed through her

frowned, stepped forward, and grasped his hand, intending to

found his grip as unyielding as

was slightly surprised. In the end, it was with all her strength

to break

grip loosened, Lana quickly pulled

a wary gaze, her heart skipping a beat

bottomless eyes.

look was that? It was

bones at the bottom of an abyss, devoid

tightly and hurried away.

one that seemed to live in

wondered if she realized what kind

had provoked.

retreating figures emotionlessly.

don’t provoke me.” Lana’s heart

had said. “Don’t provoke me,” the three

more ominous in hindsight.

had never considered how severe the consequences of Seth’s

could be.

didn’t know where the confidence came from,

have her killed if she insisted

said.

there was nothing more desperate and painful

but again, she

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just spoken with the doctor, and

was the presence

Cicely feel considerably lighter.

visiting time was half an hour, Lana did not stay in

her big brother, she couldn’t bear

thirty minutes. She never liked wasting her

meaningless activities.d2

glanced at the

father’s, her plea for

her lips. She raised

your dad

grandpa.”

“Then I’ll

much. Your grandpa’s spirit is much

all, what hadn’t he lived through

opened her mouth

managed a soft “Mhm.”

sliding into the pockets of her

for you, and

finally relaxed a little. With her

do next. Especially concerning

she felt

the ICU, they were met by two police

their path. Their eyes glanced

Cicely’s face. “Are

uniforms, a wave of panic washed over Cicely, and

The officers noticed

glance.

there’s been an allegation against you for intentional assault

us to the station to assist

of

eyes flickered, immediately thinking

would suspect her of injuring

it; she went crazy on her own.”

cooperation at this stage. Please

station,” the leading officer interrupted firmly, intent on

away.

the Department of Justice, and now

felt an eerie sense of inevitability, as if she

anything wrong yet was still trapped

between Cicely and the officers. “Hold

Are you taking her for

to lock

officers’ expressions grew stern. “Ma’am, please watch your

work,” one

you? Is that how bold

days? Can’t

grew serious, “We’ll

involved, she’ll be free to

her smile dripping with sarcasm, “So you’ll keep

the investigation is

“She’s a

if I don’t let you take

of justice is punishable by up to

control, or a fine.”

Lana narrowed her eyes.

then stepped forward to

different question. “Who

they answered,

whole being feeling

moment of suffocation,

this his way of stabbing

Lana’s throat at the realization of

ruthlessness.

nodded slowly.

in thought. Then, after several seconds,

rose

let them take

right now.”

seemed not to hear Lana’s words,

as if to herself.

niece’s profile, noticing the faint, almost

smile.

really love

confirm that it was Seth

to

asked Patty if Seth loved her. Patty was

to feel

to let her leave with her aunt at

on her wrist

loved her as well.

asked him plainly, and he never answered,

So she wasn’t sure.

Lana’s mind, when Cicely asked this

she still couldn’t understand that look, like

It’s

or a twilit night that just lost light

darkening.

some reason, she inclined

metaphor.

“He does.”

abnormal, and

made Cicely smile. “Do

the young girl in front of her was thinking.

to think about this

tapered off her smile and nodded faintly. “You just got back,

arrange for dad to leave, and

anymore, I’ll just

had just come back; she felt like she just had a little bit

bear any more incidents now. So, she

them. Lana’s brow furrowed instantly as

her a gentle smile,

“No way!”

voice sliced through the air, brooking

officers beside them darkened in demeanor.

duties, we are

to

“You wouldn’t dare!”d2

go with you.” Cicely suddenly cut Lana off. “Auntie,

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eyes narrowed. After years of being spoiled rotten overseas, Lana

about the situation back

you go check on grandpa and make sure someone

could you please go first? I don’t want you to see

like I’m

about such seemingly sentimental

somewhat ridiculous, but that was just the kind

she was.

a deep breath with her eyes closed.

everything that’s happened these

deal with, and I don’t understand any of

get back. You don’t need to come

time for other important

was silent for two seconds. “Alright, I’ll take care of everything and

pick you up as

Cicely nodded, “Okay.”

*

Lana left, two officers approached, one

other pulled out handcuffs.

those cuffs, Cicely’s eyes suddenly shrank, and she

just

“What are

need to ensure there’s

cooperate with us.”

want to wear

Ellis family. How could she possibly wear such

won’t run. So there’s no

you don’t

necessary forceful action.”

just that. Without

those delicate

steel of the cuffs.

nose, biting her

hands clenched into

relaxed.

at the emergency exit, Seth stood tall, his

calmly watching her. She

Diaz.” The officer nodded

gaze remained fixed on the woman

hands. His eyes narrowed imperceptibly, his

After a moment, he spoke,

to go

to the bone, stared back at him.

seeping into

had just shown fear and panic,

to anger, to

curve on her lips.

this the consequence of provoking you? The Ellis family hasn’t fallen

hurt someone, my family would ensure my

can make me give in

can

narrowed dangerously, as if something feral was struggling

from the abyss of his gaze. His

knuckles whitening,

Cicely.” His voice was tense,

choking him.

laughed, tasting his

down at the cold, silvery handcuffs on her hands, “Is this your

of showing goodwill?”

to see Seth’s reaction or hear

lead in moving forward. “Weren’t you

if you’re not, I’m in a hurry

The officers quickly followed her

Cicely stopped again. Staring at

you cover this

a lab coat

draped it over her.

Cicely’s eyes flickered.

was ugly. Really

*

car to the nearest precinct. Straight

room, she went. She was then directed to sit in

pretended to casually look

with a one-way mirror opposite her,

varnished table with a recorder

working conditions were less than

at their hips,

interrogation didn’t begin immediately. Cicely sat quietly,

spot on

thought about the

psychological tactic, but

She didn’t hurt anyone.

Seth watched

indifferent.

the interrogator entered. The supposed ‘statement’

actual interrogation.

Liar.

statement began. The interrogator asked her

events.

she shared

that she and Seth had gotten married

if Seth loved her like

a total loon.”

stabbed herself with the

me the assailant, right?”

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