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
persisted, “Is Issac really
her
eyes widened, holding back restraint and forbearance. “Why didn’t
me go out last
you needed to have dinner, take a shower, and get
cut him off,
unshed tears.
suddenly turning cold, “He wasn’t
stern face in silence. Then, as
pulled out
the phone
the moment it started to
six attempts, she gave up
director’s office was in chaos, but the
her to calm down.
he? How can someone
taken by
save a life, and you
What’s the point
let her vent her frustration. Seth stood
a scene. In the end, exhausted and without any
office, like a zombie devoid of thought, nearly
against the hallway wall, she mechanically dialed
but the result was the same. The call was disconnected
began.
hand resting on her eyes, her slender
to be crying, soundlessly,
and sorrow were palpable.
pulled her into
head, his deep and gentle voice emanating from
go have lunch.”
hold her, making no attempt to struggle or resist.
a minute of silence, she spoke
sour plum juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat or anything
restaurants outside.”
Her current calm
far too
closed her eyes, “I’m
her up. Cicely
fatigue as she leaned on him, her eyes
instructed Charlie to
the bed, and Seth
she drank, she nestled into the
later, Charlie
with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,
her mouth with a napkin, and looked
not want to
grip on his
who was leaning on the couch, her tone as cold and
taking Issac away,
left, not that he’s
divorce you over him?”
remained silent. After setting the glass down,
might be right.”
lip, “Why? What else do you want? Aren’t
enough? Or is it because I was the one
being dumped, and you
you can’t get over it, so you won’t
clenched, his thin lips pressed into
long while, he
him. “So no matter what, this
to be ended
curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just
me?”
is you wanted to dump me. Why would
you for no
a cold smile, grew chillier as
no reason,
of a knock on the door interrupted
“Mr. Diaz, the company matters
you; it can’t be delayed
previous day and losing
and executives
bombarded with calls, including
to him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to the
side, cool
Diaz was unaware
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
slowly closed her eyes against the
couch.
and grabbed his jacket from the couch. “I’ve got
It’s a mess out there, and you won’t gain
hospital to avoid
silent. She could hear Seth’s footsteps fading away, followed
at the door. “Keep a close eye on her.
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
in to clear the table
remnants of the meal.
slowly stood and left the ward. Two burly men followed her as
natural thing in
rode the elevator up to Creighton’s intensive care unit. The
busy, so she waited outside for a
could enter.
still not optimistic. Creighton
forty-eight hours to be
doctor. She then sat beside the bed,
hand, and rested
Cicely closed her eyes, pushing down
inside her.
was said in those recordings. Yes, I said it, but it
that USB drive.
bit special. It can fry
the drive and hides automatically. As
his team are working hard on the
and we retrieve the files, I’ll
worry. I’m your
agreed to go to the justice department
dare to
clear, I’ll tear the
plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve
my hands itch to do it. But
with later, and I’ll
want me to get arrested, I won’t.
you’ve got to recover
support.”
away the tears at
full of pain
much to say to someone,
talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce Seth,
pregnant. But everyone who should
bystanders. Even if someone died, it
excitement for them.
tragedy becomes another’s entertainment,
is infuriating.
who truly cared for her would
That was why she couldn’t bring
these issues.
how much Issac meant to her, how
a pregnancy would be
she couldn’t tell him any
talked to Creighton about trivial things, carefully
aftermath of the
hour passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came
the hospital’s park and sat
the fence was the parking lot. Her mind was a blur. All
hoping for Creighton to wake up; she couldn’t figure
anything beyond that.
she stared blankly at the distant parking lot, watching people come and
bags and happy faces, others rushing in with
figure carrying things from a car
hospital. At that moment,
asked about her dad
eyes narrowed. Danielle.Seth stood behind her, his
to side, disbelief etched on
accept what
she spun around, her eyes
dead?”
directly, confronting the cruel, ruthless
face.
slightly as he replied, his
know.”
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toward him, and up close, the resentment
against
much. Seth thought she might
before, but instead she pushed him, and caught
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
persisted, “Is
her gaze,
widened, holding back restraint and forbearance. “Why
go out last
to have dinner, take a shower, and
off, her eyes shimmering with a layer
unshed tears.
darkened, his voice suddenly turning
studying Seth’s stern face in
struck her, she pulled out her
the phone to
call was cut off the moment it started to ring. She tried again,
five or six attempts, she gave up
office was in chaos, but the director
her to calm down.
is he? How can
patient was taken by his
You can’t save a life,
What’s the point of this
only let her vent her frustration. Seth stood by, allowing her
scene. In the end, exhausted and without any answers,
of the director’s office, like a zombie devoid of
against the hallway wall, she mechanically dialed
but the result was the same. The
began.
put away her phone, her hand resting
into a ball. She seemed to be crying, soundlessly, but
and sorrow were palpable.
pulled her into his arms,
of her head, his deep and gentle voice emanating from above
go have lunch.”
making no attempt to struggle or resist. She
minute
soup. I don’t want
restaurants outside.”
Her current calm and
far too out
closed her
her up. Cicely did not refuse, her body showing
she leaned on
Charlie to prepare
on the bed, and Seth handed
accepted. After she drank, she nestled into the
hour later, Charlie brought
ate with a slow, distinctive
dabbed her mouth with a napkin,
you not
his cup
leaning on the couch, her tone as cold and indifferent as
think, by taking Issac away,
left, not that he’s dead,
divorce you over him?”
remained silent. After setting the glass down, he said, “It
might be right.”
tugged at her lip, “Why? What else do you want?
it because I was
feeling of being dumped, and you
trampled on, and you can’t get
his thin lips pressed into a
and after a long while, he
front of him. “So no matter what, this
be
lips curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t
me?”
can we pretend? The fact is you wanted to
for
a cold smile, grew chillier as
no
of a knock on the door interrupted them, and Seth turned
Diaz, the company
for you; it can’t
events of the previous day and losing an entire building,
and
phone had been bombarded with calls, including the one
had first
staying by his wife’s side, cool and
But Charlie didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware of how
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
gaze and slowly closed her eyes against the
couch.
his jacket from
and you won’t gain anything
the hospital to avoid unnecessary
remained silent. She could hear Seth’s footsteps fading away, followed
detached voice at the door. “Keep a close eye on her. Don’t
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
in to clear the table and tidy
remnants of the meal.
left the ward. Two burly
natural thing
up to Creighton’s intensive care
were busy, so she waited outside
could enter.
report was still not optimistic.
forty-eight hours to be truly out
She then sat
rested her cheek against
pushing down
inside her.
those recordings. Yes, I said it,
gave me that USB drive. He’s part of a computer
is a bit special. It can
and hides automatically. As soon as
and his team are working hard on
ready and we retrieve the files, I’ll
worry. I’m your daughter, after all. How
I agreed to go to the justice department because I
of my innocence. If they dare to
clear,
of trouble growing up, but
thought of it makes my hands itch to do
to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need your
don’t want me to get arrested, I won’t. However, I still
you’ve got
support.”
up and wiped away the tears at
hair. Her heart was full of pain and tenderness.
to say
Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce Seth,
might be pregnant. But everyone who
someone died, it was just a
excitement for them.
person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment,
is infuriating.
for her would react the most, and offer
support. That was why she couldn’t
these issues.
to her, how heartbroken she’d be
Seth, and how ill-timed a pregnancy
she
trivial things, carefully
of the
quickly, and the ICU doctor
the hospital’s park and sat on
the fence was the parking
think about was hoping for Creighton to wake
anything beyond that.
she stared blankly at the distant
bags and happy faces, others rushing in
figure carrying things
At that moment, her phone
He asked about her dad and
said, “Go check on
the man as he disappeared,
was a familiar face, one that had clashed with
debates before.
Another assistant working alongside
care
calamity befalling the family, Erik
she had not
Danielle is
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and walked over to the railing and
and going in the
silence on the other end of the phone was
hands gripped the rusted railing tightly as she spoke in a
hadn’t dilly-dallied and just
much, maybe just a minute
thirty seconds, or even ten might have been enough. We
and Issac wouldn’t
with helplessness and a choke of
from the phone, “Cicely…”
Issac meant to me? He was
when around, but now
man’s granddaughter. So was
much
wouldn’t have died.
took a deep breath, “Alright. I’ll go check on
for you.”
her phone and turned, expressionless, towards
hospital.
room for long before Cicely arrived.
of fruit and some lunch. The two following
the hospital room
her.
in Danielle’s room, looking haggard
sat at the edge of the bed, peeling
heard a knock
doorway.
had already jumped to her feet, looking
are you
quietly left the room. These
and hate. It was best for him to keep
affairs.
a wry smile, “Ms. Patty,
to her than you
she approached the
on the person wrapped up
mouth visible.
crusted with dry skin. Those bloodshot
tear Cicely apart.
well, and he
see just how pitiful you are. Covered in burns,
had just healed, and now you’re back in
of
have you got no humanity? That’s your cousin you’re
really wish
back, shaking
ear, yet Cicely remained indifferent,
peeked out from the bandages looked
her with a fury that seemed desperate to
hatred.
Seems like,
a
you suffer misfortune?”
the cursed one.” Her voice
at her wounds, causing tears to
eyes.
smile slowly cooled. “Danielle, if you hadn’t returned
I wouldn’t
no more difference to me than if you were
beside her, “Do you not hear how
and Seth are like stray dogs to you?
Have you forgotten how you used to cling
that, Cicely slowly turned her head, her detached
step back. “What do
Cicely
deliberately picking a fight? Everyone knows how
He always thought I was heartless and ungrateful, but somehow I
it’s actually you
“You…”
you, do you think
petty things? I don’t expect gratitude, but is a
your
eyes
curry favor so I wouldn’t stand in the
and Seth? Otherwise, why would you
If you hadn’t come, we would have
wouldn’t be like this. You have the
even begun to
of it all. How twisted must one’s morals and
unable to distinguish right from wrong, and
blatantly distort the truth.
with a dangerous glint as she took
come along, Danielle
Your fate? Nothing more than two
back at her words, her shoulders tensing
be falling over yourselves with gratitude,
lives? They were saved by Issac. So,
by every day from here on
If it weren’t for
brief silence in the hospital room. “Dead?
Cicely’s temples throb with a
he deserved, didn’t he?” The fury that had been brewing now crashed over Cicely like
and she felt as if the explosion
head. “You think he got what he
say his
by the wild rage emanating from Cicely, trembled from
panic, she raised the paring knife she’d been nervously
are you
as a statue. Patty’s heart
“Am I wrong? I didn’t ask you to
choice on your
If you hadn’t come, how could he have possibly
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stood out starkly against her
extreme anger she felt. “Even if
if you hadn’t stalled me for Danielle, Danielle would have been
No one in their right mind would have
something like that.”
in her bed, sensed the dangerous mood
paring knife
the searing pain in her body, she
out each word with her raspy voice. “Cicely,
upstairs to fetch your wedding dress. So,
the rescue helicopter right from the start, Issac
have even gone
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
interspersed with
No matter what, you can’t blame Issac’s
on me and Patty.”
reasons for wanting to go upstairs for
at such a time, it didn’t matter
She had known it
them. They owed Issac a debt of gratitude, not
as his
could there be such
into fists, her body trembling
reveling in Cicely’s pain.
the late Millie were so
a nothing more than a call
than anyone else,
seemed to have a soft
seen
witnessing it through her daughter. She
Cicely’s anguish.
and triumph flickered in
her, badly, by
a long silence, Cicely suddenly let out a soft laugh and slowly
to save you? It wasn’t
and trying to gain your favor. You probably
slowly lifted her left
in a mocking tone,
face contorted in shock, and even Danielle
incredulously at Cicely.
wonder Patty could confront her with
words. Now she kind of realized it.
relieving.
days after Ray nearly forced himself on me,
already fragile composure shattered,
ring on Seth?
the drawer of
froze for a few seconds, staring at the
grotesquely. “No!
me…”
off, cool and dismissive, “Then why would
on him. Now that I think
that time. Perhaps he’s
your mouth!” Patty was struggling to
“He would never fall for you. He
nodded, feigning understanding, “Well, so other than him loving me,
would choose to
was for the Ellis
that’s the case, being open about it
lie to you? I
from her shock, eyed the trembling knife
you’re done, could you please leave?
of the woods yet, and his time
You should spend time with
darkened as she turned
Who says my dad’s time
piercing her
me. They have been keeping it a secret
is dying? Creighton is dying?!” Patty’s shrill voice cut
turned, she saw Patty’s crazed gaze
the knife lunging
in shock, instinctively shielded her
all
halted by the hutch
to reach out
wrong with you?!”
in Patty’s hands seemed to emanate from deep within
Cicely’s taut nerves. Patty’s eyes were
glared at Cicely,
of you! If it
Everyone would be fine. You’re like a curse.
find Millie and stop
was still reeling from Patty’s emotional outburst. Did she really
condition this much? What was going through Patty’s
loved her father so much, why
fall for you.” Patty’s vision swirled
moment it was Millie’s
flipping back
Patty’s bewildered look, glanced down at the knife
thought to wrestle it
Cicely’s hand.
her a cruel
I’ll make sure Seth hates you for the
could process her words,
plunged it
in horror as Patty, clutching her hand,
Cicely’s face
her warm blood painted Cicely’s hands a
body began to slide down, she clung to Danielle’s
blanket
spoke volumes. That
tight, her eyes
to convey a
sight filled Danielle with terror, and she finally let
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
door burst open as Shane and two men who had been following
The scene stunned them into
bed, drenched in blood, while Cicely stood
holding a bloodstained knife, her clothes and face
first to snap out of it and called for a
descended into chaos, and Cicely stood frozen
avoidant glances
She might have been tough and brash, but
gory scene, especially
the room by
washed the blood from her hands,
in a daze, she made her way to Creighton’s intensive care
before visiting hours and stood
two men who had been with her immediately called Seth, unsure of
to do as they
a daze, she overheard a commotion behind
you guys?
you need to leave
seconds
“Cicely.”
slowly lifting her head
stood before her, well-preserved,
the youthful grace of a young lady,
fortitude softening her
the familiar
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
her, and with a slight frown, she tapped
mess.” The tap was
wince and step aside.
could see Cicely’s abnormal reaction. With a furrowed brow, Lana
her niece’s face.
she shook her head slightly, but tears
nonetheless.
braced herself, but seeing Cicely’s tears,
her cry even when Millie had
been through, Lana
an embrace. Stroking her hair, Lana whispered softly,
am here now.”
to the hospital. Patty was
had witnessed upon entering
stabbed in the chest, the blood-stained knife was in Cicely’s
Danielle lay passed out in the
not wanting
events, but no matter how it was explained, everything seemed to
Cicely.
and saw Cicely
deep in conversation.
black sighed in
Cicely tensed.
turned, appraising the young man before her. Handsome,
detachment beyond his years. But still, he was
his attempts at composure, Lana’s experienced
through his façade.
a good man. No wonder Cicely had
you are Seth? My niece’s husband?” Lana’s words had
confusion.
gaze to Cicely, whose face was ghastly pale, he
lingering for a few seconds before she
“Your mother might be in critical
a divorce, her condition is none of
for you to worry.”
Once she had made up her
a trait
headaches.
darkened immediately,
divorce?”
not let it go?
continue living together? It’s
still young, so neither of
Lana but kept his eyes intently on Cicely,
emotionless. “Did
narrowed her eyes at the
the
“Is Issac dead?”
shook, and she looked up at Seth
“You’re asking
means we can’t get
“Seth, just to avoid
Did you have something to
hear of his death, we’re bound
“Think what you want.”
laugh, “I asked
possibly fall for
look at your actions now. Could it be that you’ve truly fallen
in his pocket clenched slightly, his eyes narrowing,
tell
suggested I saved her to use
married, at your proposal. And I
onto her,
in their emotional entanglement. Glancing at the
“I’ll go talk to the doctor, arrange for a
and you first, and then
bring your grandfather over.”
she was already
Cicely, “If he refuses to divorce, you don’t
I remember correctly, the marriage law states
living apart for two years will
dissolve a marriage.”
nodded, “I’ll
Seth caught her wrist. “Cicely,” he
revealing a trace of restraint,
leave just like that?”
don’t you go ahead
at her silently, his voice subdued and steady, “Be sensible.
provoke me.”
sounds like you’re planning on
on leaving?”
“No.”
So, I’ll be leaving and I’ll complete
later.”
on Seth’s
not understand what
his low growl. For a moment, she
again, his gentle voice marked
“Behave, Cicely. Don’t push
by palpitations.
free from his shackles. She didn’t
him
the darker his gaze was, the tighter
instinctively as she struggled.
layer of sweat had pushed through
and grasped his hand,
as unyielding as iron
surprised. In the end, it was with all her
break his
loosened, Lana quickly pulled Cicely behind her,
gaze, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of
bottomless eyes.
that? It was
the bottom of an abyss, devoid of
tightly and hurried away. She had never
seemed to
if she realized what kind of
had provoked.
retreating figures emotionlessly. His
provoke me.” Lana’s heart raced as she recalled Seth’s recently
every word he had said. “Don’t provoke me,” the three words
more ominous in hindsight.
severe the consequences
could be.
confidence came from, but she’d known all
to have her killed if she insisted on leaving, as she’d
said.
there was nothing more desperate and painful than death
again,
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spoken with the doctor, and they’d managed to secure
it was the presence of
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
Lana did not
duration. Even for her big brother, she couldn’t bear standing there
thirty minutes. She never liked
meaningless activities.d2
minutes, Lana glanced at the
her
her lips. She
here with your
grandpa.”
nodded lightly, “Then I’ll
don’t worry too much. Your grandpa’s spirit is much
all, what hadn’t he lived through in
up at Lana, opened her mouth to speak, but in
managed a soft “Mhm.”
hands sliding into the pockets
for you, and we’ll go back
With her aunt gone, she
Especially concerning
by his side, she felt clueless on how to handle
the ICU, they
path. Their eyes glanced over
Cicely’s face. “Are you Miss
of panic washed
back. The officers noticed her reaction
glance.
allegation against you for
with us to
one of
immediately thinking
anyone would
she went crazy on her
just asking for your cooperation at this stage. Please
leading officer
away.
First, it was the Department
station. Cicely suddenly felt an eerie sense
yet was
herself between Cicely
you taking her for questioning or using
to
expressions grew stern. “Ma’am,
our work,”
I insulted you? Is that
days? Can’t I even
officer’s face grew serious, “We’ll
If she’s not involved,
her smile dripping with sarcasm, “So you’ll keep
the investigation
frown deepened, “She’s a suspect in a
if I don’t let you take
justice is punishable by up to three years in
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
stepped forward to
question. “Who reported the
hesitation, they answered, “Mr.
being feeling like
of suffocation, numbness
provoke him, was this his way
Lana’s throat at the realization of the depth of
ruthlessness.
long pause, Cicely nodded slowly. She stood still, her gaze
lost in thought. Then, after several seconds,
any disturbance, rose gently. “Aunt
responded gravely, “Don’t worry, I won’t let them take you.
right now.”
think…” Cicely seemed not to hear Lana’s words, continuing
as if to herself.
her niece’s profile,
smile.
he really
confirm that it was Seth who sent Issac away,
to divorce
Danielle’s ward, she asked Patty if Seth loved her. Patty was mad, and
feel
he didn’t want to let her leave with her
her wrist from gripping
loved her as well.
and he never answered, never admitted
So she wasn’t sure.
Lana’s mind, when Cicely asked this
To this moment, she still
Grim Reaper had stayed. It’s like a
a twilit night that just lost light and life and was
darkening.
some reason,
metaphor.
“He does.”
abnormal, and
answer made Cicely smile. “Do
the young girl in front
think about this right
tapered off her smile and nodded faintly.
for dad to leave, and visit grandpa. In order
I’ll just
like she just
bear any more incidents now. So,
with them. Lana’s brow furrowed instantly as she grabbed Cicely’s
gentle smile, “Just going in
“No way!”
through the air, brooking
enforcement officers beside them darkened
to obstruct official duties, we are well within our rights to deal
according to the
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
go with you.” Cicely suddenly cut Lana off. “Auntie, this isn’t
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of being spoiled rotten
a lot about the situation
check on grandpa and make sure someone looks
please go first? I don’t want you
away, looking like I’m being sent off
about such seemingly sentimental things
was just
she was.
breath with her eyes closed. “I’ll go
everything that’s happened these past few days,
to arrange and deal with, and I don’t understand any of it.
you get back. You don’t need to come
for other
seconds. “Alright, I’ll take care of everything and
up as soon
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
two officers approached, one
other pulled out handcuffs.
cuffs, Cicely’s eyes suddenly shrank, and she quickly withdrew
The indifferent compliance from just moments ago was replaced
“What are you
as a suspect, we need
cooperate with us.”
want to
family. How could
with you and I won’t run. So there’s
again: “If you don’t cooperate, don’t
necessary forceful action.”
they did just that. Without letting Cicely argue, they clamped
hands and with a “click,” those delicate wrists were encircled by the
steel of the cuffs.
a sudden tingle in her nose, biting her
from her eyes. Her hands
relaxed.
few steps out, at the emergency exit, Seth
watching her. She slowed
Diaz.” The officer nodded at
remained fixed on the woman
her hands. His eyes narrowed imperceptibly,
tightly. After
go with your
stared back
seeping into her
shown fear and
anger, to detachment, to a
curve on her lips.
you? The Ellis family hasn’t fallen
if I did actually hurt someone, my family would ensure my
can make me give in this way? Let me
can you
if something feral
of his gaze. His hand in his pocket clenched
view, veins bulging, knuckles whitening, his palm’s
His voice
choking him.
tasting his words,
cold, silvery handcuffs on her hands, “Is this
of showing goodwill?”
to see Seth’s reaction or hear what he
you in a hurry to get back
Even if you’re not, I’m
quickly followed her
leaving the hospital, Cicely stopped again.
cover this up for
request, an officer borrowed a lab coat from the front
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
ugly.
*
whisked away in the police car to the nearest precinct.
room, she went. She was then directed
she pretended to casually
a one-way
with
working conditions were
pistols at their
begin immediately. Cicely sat quietly, picking
on
about the cop dramas
a psychological tactic, but did
She didn’t hurt anyone.
watched Cicely sitting there, her
indifferent.
the interrogator entered. The supposed
actual interrogation.
Liar.
interrogator asked her to recount
events.
and she shared every detail she thought was
Patty that she and Seth had gotten
Seth loved her
total loon.” Cicely’s
my hand and stabbed herself with the knife. That
me the assailant, right?”
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In Chapter 2051-2060 of the The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride series, The passage describes a conflict between Chloe and Keira. Keira has hurt Chloe, and Lance Olson is caught in the middle. An old lady named Hannah observes the situation, and she wants to meet Chloe due to her good nature. However, there is a potential issue with her grandson's arrival......... Will this Chapter 2051-2060 author Novelxo.com mention any details. Follow Chapter 2051-2060 and the latest season of this series at Novelxo.com.
The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride Chapter 2051-2060
The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 2051-2060