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
met her
back restraint and forbearance. “Why didn’t
go
have dinner, take a shower,
She cut him off, her
unshed tears.
his voice suddenly turning cold, “He wasn’t
Seth’s stern face in silence. Then,
out her phone and
the phone
it started to ring. She tried again, with
attempts, she gave up and
office was in chaos, but the director could only
her to calm down.
he? How can
was taken by his father. We couldn’t
You can’t save a life, and you can’t
What’s the point
vent her frustration. Seth stood by, allowing
the end, exhausted
a
she mechanically dialed Brody’s number
was the same. The call was disconnected as soon as
began.
phone, her hand
a ball. She seemed to be crying,
and sorrow were palpable.
her into his arms, his hand
and
go have lunch.”
no attempt to struggle or
about a minute
Tom Yum soup. I don’t want
restaurants outside.”
surprised. Her current calm and compliance, compared
far
her eyes,
and picked her up. Cicely did not refuse, her body
as she leaned on him, her eyes
Charlie
the bed, and Seth handed her a glass
After she drank, she nestled into the
later,
with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,
a napkin, and looked at Seth with a
you not want to
his cup tightened
her
Issac
think he’s left, not that he’s dead, and
divorce you over him?”
silent. After setting the glass down, he said, “It sounds like
might be right.”
her lip, “Why? What else do you want? Aren’t
it because I was the one who
being dumped, and you feel
can’t get over it, so you
his thin lips pressed
himself, and after a long while, he hooked his
food in front of him. “So no matter what, this marriage… might
to be
in a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just pretend you
me?”
is you wanted to
you for
cold smile, grew chillier as
no reason,
door
Charlie stepped in, “Mr. Diaz, the
you; it
the previous day and losing an entire
and executives
bombarded with calls, including
Diaz had first gone to the Ellis
staying by his wife’s side,
But Charlie didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware of how bad
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
slowly closed her eyes against the
couch.
up and grabbed his jacket from
there, and you won’t gain anything from roaming
the hospital to avoid
could hear Seth’s footsteps fading
a close eye on her.
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
the table and tidy up the room, removing
remnants of the meal.
and left the ward. Two burly men followed her as if
thing in
the elevator up to Creighton’s intensive care unit. The medical
she waited outside for a good fifteen
could enter.
still not optimistic. Creighton needed to stabilize
forty-eight hours to be truly
thanked the doctor. She then sat beside the bed,
and rested her cheek
closed her eyes, pushing down the sourness and fear
inside her.
said in those recordings. Yes, I
trick Ray. Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part of a
a bit special. It can fry
and hides automatically. As soon
issue. Joel and his team are working hard on the
retrieve the files,
I’m your daughter, after all. How could I
go to the
If they dare to bring me in for
clear, I’ll tear
caused plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve never actually dismantled
makes my hands itch
to be a mess to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need your
get arrested, I
up. Dad, you’ve got to recover quickly and be my
support.”
up and wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. She
full of pain and tenderness.
to say to someone, so very
Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce
she might be pregnant. But
died, it was
excitement for them.
one person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the thought
is infuriating.
for her would react the most, and
support. That was why she couldn’t bring herself to tell Creighton
these issues.
knew how much Issac meant to her,
Seth, and how ill-timed a pregnancy would be now.
she couldn’t tell him any
trivial
aftermath of the Diaz International
ICU doctor came in to
went to the hospital’s park and
the fence was the parking
hoping for Creighton to
anything beyond that.
blankly at the distant parking lot, watching people
with large bags and happy faces, others rushing in with
she recognized a familiar figure carrying things from a car
hospital. At that moment,
He asked about her dad and
narrowed. Danielle.Seth stood behind her, his expression somber
turned slowly from side to side, disbelief etched on her face as
to accept
she spun around, her
dead?”
confronting the cruel, ruthless reality she
face.
eyes flickered slightly as he replied,
know.”
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suddenly stepped toward him, and up close, the resentment
unmistakable. She pushed against his
thought she might slap
done the day before, but instead she pushed him, and
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
“Is Issac really
her gaze,
holding back restraint and forbearance.
me go out last
you needed to have dinner, take a
cut him off,
unshed tears.
suddenly turning cold, “He
Seth’s stern face in silence. Then, as
her, she pulled out
the phone to her
started to ring. She tried again,
After five or six attempts, she gave
director’s office was in chaos, but the director could only plead
her to calm down.
How can someone
taken by
what good are you? You can’t save a life, and you can’t stop someone
point of this
vent her frustration. Seth stood by,
a scene. In the end, exhausted and without any answers,
director’s office, like a zombie
wall, she mechanically dialed Brody’s number
the result was the same. The
began.
phone, her hand resting on her
ball. She seemed to be crying, soundlessly, but
and sorrow were palpable.
her into
and gentle
go have lunch.”
hold her, making no attempt to struggle
a minute of silence, she spoke softly.
juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat or anything from
restaurants outside.”
calm and
far too
closed her
picked her up. Cicely
on him, her eyes
Charlie
and Seth handed her a glass of water, which
drank,
hour later,
distinctive elegance. Eventually,
with a napkin,
“Do you not
his cup tightened
was leaning on the couch, her
“So you think, by taking Issac
not that he’s
divorce you over him?”
glass down, he said, “It sounds like
might be right.”
tugged at her lip, “Why? What else do you want? Aren’t the Ellis
enough? Or is it because I was the
giving you a feeling of being
on, and you can’t get
his thin lips pressed into
a long while, he hooked
in front of him. “So no
to be
smile, “Can’t you just
me?”
you wanted to dump me.
you for
tinged with a cold smile, grew
“For no
sound of a knock on the door interrupted them, and
Charlie stepped in, “Mr. Diaz, the company matters are
you; it can’t
events of the previous day and losing an entire
shareholders and executives
bombarded with calls, including the
Mr. Diaz had first gone
side, cool and composed as if
But Charlie didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware of
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
and slowly closed her eyes against the back of
couch.
jacket from
mess out there, and you won’t gain anything from
hospital to
silent. She could hear Seth’s
voice at the door. “Keep a close eye on her.
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
clear the table and
remnants of the meal.
and left the ward. Two burly men followed her as
thing in the
rode the elevator up to Creighton’s
busy, so she waited outside
could enter.
doctor’s report was still not optimistic. Creighton needed to
it past the critical forty-eight hours to be truly out
the doctor. She
rested
pushing down the sourness and fear
inside her.
worry about what was said in those
USB drive. He’s part of a computer
that drive is a bit special. It
automatically. As soon as someone
and his team are
we retrieve
I’m your
go to
If they dare to bring me in for
clear,
plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve never actually
of it makes my hands itch to do it. But
to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need
want me to get arrested, I won’t. However, I still intend
you’ve got to recover quickly
support.”
and wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. She
hair. Her heart was full of pain and
so much to say to someone, so very
to talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce
might be pregnant.
bystanders. Even if someone died,
excitement for them.
tragedy becomes another’s
is infuriating.
people who truly cared for her would
support. That was why she couldn’t bring
these issues.
knew how much Issac meant to
how ill-timed a pregnancy would be now.
she couldn’t tell him
to Creighton about trivial
of the Diaz International
hour passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came
Cicely went to the hospital’s park and
parking lot. Her mind was a blur. All
about was hoping for Creighton to
anything beyond that.
the distant parking lot, watching people come and
bags and happy faces,
familiar figure carrying things from a
At that moment, her phone
He asked about her dad and
Erik said, “Go check
the man as he disappeared, then she
familiar face, one that had clashed with Seth
debates before.
Another assistant working alongside
take care
befalling the family, Erik
the house, and she
Just go see how Danielle is doing, I heard she’s
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over to the railing and watched
and going in the parking
the other end of the
hands gripped the rusted railing
Patty and Danielle hadn’t dilly-dallied
have taken much,
ten might have
blast, and Issac wouldn’t have left
deep, gravelly voice filled with helplessness and a choke of
from the phone, “Cicely…”
do you know what Issac meant to me? He was like
around, but now
the old man’s granddaughter. So
wasn’t for Patty wasting so much time for the sake of Danielle,
wouldn’t have died.
pause, Cicely took a deep breath, “Alright. I’ll go
for you.”
away her phone and turned,
hospital.
Danielle’s room for long before Cicely arrived.
bag of fruit and some lunch. The two following behind
the hospital room door, not
her.
Danielle’s room, looking
of the bed, peeling an apple
the top, when she heard a knock and turned to
doorway.
Patty had already jumped to
“What are you doing
left the room. These were matters among
and hate. It was best for him to keep out
affairs.
Patty, Danielle has
I’m closer to her than you are, so why
said, she
wrapped up so
mouth visible.
mouth was crusted with dry skin. Those bloodshot
her strength were
tear Cicely apart.
Cicely laughed, “Grandpa’s not well, and
how pitiful you
huh? Your legs had just healed,
point of living like
humanity? That’s your cousin you’re
wish her
could no longer hold back, shaking
remained indifferent, her gaze
peeked out from the bandages looked both comical and
eyes glared at her with a fury that
hatred.
Seems like, Issac and
under a cursed star? Why does
you suffer misfortune?”
trembled, “You are the cursed one.” Her voice
if speaking was pulling at her
eyes.
slowly cooled. “Danielle, if you hadn’t returned to the
I wouldn’t have met you or
her, “Do you
like stray dogs
Have you forgotten how you used to cling to
that, Cicely slowly turned her head, her detached and icy
back. “What do
your mind?” Cicely finally said,
or are you deliberately picking a
was heartless and
you who are the
“You…”
we hadn’t come to save you, do you think you’d still be alive to
expect gratitude, but is a
your oh-so-superior
in her eyes intensifying.
trying to curry favor
Seth? Otherwise, why would you bother to risk your lives
come, we would have missed
this. You have the nerve to come here and take
even begun to settle the
felt the absurdity of it all. How
thankless, to be unable to distinguish right from wrong, and to
blatantly distort the truth.
with a dangerous
“If we hadn’t come along, Danielle would be nothing but
and so would you. Your fate? Nothing more than
her words,
be falling over yourselves with
understand something. Your lives? They were saved by Issac.
you scrape by every day from here on
weren’t for you two, he
brief silence in
Cicely’s temples throb with a sudden
his death have to do with us? Got what he deserved, didn’t he?”
if the explosion that had
“You think he got what
his death
by the wild rage emanating from Cicely, trembled from
In her panic, she raised the paring knife she’d been
are you trying to
her figure rigid as a statue. Patty’s
mocking smile. “Am I wrong? I
choice on your
his doom. If you hadn’t come, how could he
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stood out
she felt. “Even if I did come up because I
you hadn’t stalled me for Danielle,
one in their
something like that.”
sensed the dangerous mood
sharp paring knife in
in
each word with her raspy
go upstairs to fetch your
rescue helicopter right from the start,
have even gone back
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
interspersed with painful gasps, “Besides, it
body. No
on me and Patty.”
matter her reasons
time, it
known
them. They owed Issac
as unforgivable as his death
could there be
into fists, her body trembling with barely suppressed
Cicely’s pain. It was evident on
smugness. Cicely and the late Millie were so
a nothing more than a call
arrogantly than anyone else, always looking
seemed to have a
Patty hadn’t seen her humiliated or in pain. Now,
She
Cicely’s anguish.
tinged with satisfaction and triumph flickered in Patty’s
her, badly, by any
Cicely suddenly let
I came to
your favor. You probably haven’t realized
and slowly lifted her left hand. As Patty’s
in a mocking tone,
and
incredulously at Cicely.
No wonder Patty could confront her with
kind of realized it. It was indeed quite
relieving.
nearly forced himself on me, Seth
already fragile composure shattered,
similar ring on Seth? Or do you
It’s in the drawer of the
a few seconds, staring at the ring
twisting even more grotesquely. “No! I don’t
me…”
cool and dismissive, “Then why would he
when I had already given up on him. Now that I
with another man around that time. Perhaps he’s fallen
Patty was struggling to control herself,
fall for you.
so
can’t think of why he would choose
for the Ellis
flickered, “If that’s the case, being open about it would have
to
her shock, eyed
bit her lip. “Cicely, if you’re done, could you please leave? I heard
father is not out of the woods yet, and his time might be
You should spend time with
she turned to
Who says my
piercing her and continued despite
told me. They have been
is dying?!” Patty’s shrill voice
turned,
the knife lunging toward her
in shock, instinctively shielded her
all
her retreat halted by the hutch
reach out and grasp Patty’s
wrong with you?!”
trembling in Patty’s hands seemed to
nerves. Patty’s eyes were
glared at Cicely, unable to mask
and hatred. “It’s all because of you! If it
fine. Everyone would be fine. You’re
Millie
emotional outburst. Did she really
this much? What was
her father so much, why did Patty want to kill
promised me, he would never fall for you.” Patty’s
Millie and Cicely. One moment it was Millie’s face,
flipping back and
Patty’s bewildered look, glanced down at
wrestle it away, Patty suddenly
Cicely’s hand.
her a cruel smile. “I
make sure Seth hates you for the rest of
her words, Patty
and plunged it into her own
horror as Patty, clutching her hand,
face and
as her warm blood painted Cicely’s
Patty’s body began to slide down, she clung to Danielle’s hospital
blanket
That word was alreay
was on the blanket indescribably tight, her eyes locked onto Danielle’s,
to convey
filled Danielle with terror, and she
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
burst open as Shane and two men who had been following
in. The scene stunned
beside the bed, drenched in blood, while
a bloodstained knife, her
out of it
descended into chaos, and Cicely
avoidant glances
She might have been
gory scene, especially not
the room by the hospital staff,
restroom where she shakily washed the blood from her hands,
a daze, she made her way to Creighton’s intensive
arrived before visiting hours and stood
with her immediately called Seth, unsure
as they stood by her
daze, she overheard a
are you
need to
few seconds of silence
“Cicely.”
slowly lifting her head and turning toward
before her, well-preserved, exuding a
of a young lady, an air of graceful
fortitude softening her
confusion at the familiar
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
on her, and with a slight
you, such a mess.” The tap was firm, enough to
wince and step aside.
see Cicely’s abnormal reaction. With a furrowed brow,
niece’s face.
and she shook her head
nonetheless.
seeing Cicely’s tears,
her cry even when Millie
Cicely had been through, Lana took
into an embrace. Stroking her hair,
am here now.”
was in critical condition. Shane tried
scene they had witnessed
was stabbed in the chest, the
Danielle lay passed out
with his words, not wanting to influence
matter how it was
Cicely.
arrived at Creighton’s ICU and saw Cicely standing
deep in conversation.
men in black sighed in relief when
Cicely tensed.
appraising the young man before her.
calm and detachment beyond his years. But still,
at composure, Lana’s experienced eyes
through his façade.
No wonder
you are Seth? My niece’s husband?”
confusion.
whose face was ghastly pale,
her silence lingering for a few seconds before she
mother might be in
you’ve already decided on a divorce, her condition is
for you to worry.” Lana was always decisive
had made up her
stuck to it tenaciously, a trait that had often
headaches.
her words, Seth’s face darkened immediately, “Who said
divorce?”
not let it go? Do you really think you
as if nothing has happened and continue living together? It’s
terms while you’re still young, so neither of you wastes the other’s
his eyes intently on
“Did
her eyes
“I’ll give you the
“Is Issac dead?”
Issac, Cicely’s eyes shook, and she
stare, “You’re asking
means
swelled in Cicely’s heart, “Seth, just to avoid a
something to do with
own eyes, or hear of
“Think what you want.”
chilly laugh, “I asked your mother, ‘Do you
went mad, insisting you couldn’t possibly fall for me, and I
now. Could it be that you’ve
his pocket clenched slightly, his eyes narrowing, “What
tell my
sneered, “She suggested I saved her to use her to capture
And I asked her if you loved
locked onto her,
emotional entanglement. Glancing at
go talk to the doctor, arrange
first, and then
bring your grandfather over.”
was already walking
“If he refuses to divorce, you don’t
talk so much with him. If I remember
living apart for two
dissolve a marriage.”
nodded, “I’ll
she moved to follow Lana, Seth
voice finally revealing a trace of restraint,
leave just like that?”
you go ahead and finalize our
silently, his voice subdued
provoke me.”
“It sounds like you’re
on leaving?”
“No.”
be leaving and I’ll complete other procedures
later.”
finally surfaced on Seth’s face.
not understand
his low growl. For a moment, she was
spoke again,
“Behave, Cicely. Don’t push
by palpitations. Painfully,
free from his shackles. She didn’t answer
gave him
his gaze was, the tighter his grip
instinctively as she struggled.
winced. A thin layer of sweat had pushed
forward, and grasped his hand, intending to help
unyielding
surprised. In the end, it was with all her strength
to break his
his grip loosened, Lana quickly
skipping a
bottomless eyes.
It was deep, unfathomable,
at the bottom of an abyss, devoid of sound, wind,
away. She
one that seemed to live in eternal
and wondered if
had provoked.
figures emotionlessly. His lips parted
soundlessly. “I told you, don’t provoke me.” Lana’s heart raced as she recalled
he had said. “Don’t provoke me,” the
more ominous in hindsight.
never considered how severe the consequences
could be.
didn’t know where the confidence came from, but
her killed if she insisted on leaving, as she’d
said.
there was nothing more desperate and painful than
but again,
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the doctor,
presence of someone to lean
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
hour, Lana did
big brother, she
for thirty minutes. She never liked wasting
meaningless activities.d2
minutes, Lana glanced at the girl sitting
father’s, her plea for comfort both calm
lips. She
your dad for now. I’ll go check
grandpa.”
nodded lightly, “Then
don’t worry too much. Your grandpa’s spirit is
hadn’t he lived through in
looked up at Lana, opened her mouth to
managed a soft “Mhm.”
her hands sliding into the pockets of her dress,
I’ll wait for you,
With
Especially concerning
she felt
they left the ICU, they
glanced over the documents in their hands
firmly on Cicely’s face. “Are
wave of panic
The officers noticed
glance.
allegation against
us
of them
eyes flickered, immediately thinking
would suspect her of injuring
she went
your cooperation at this stage. Please discuss
at the station,” the leading officer interrupted firmly,
away.
the
an eerie sense of inevitability, as if she
was still
stepped in, placing herself between Cicely and the officers. “Hold
here first. Are you taking her for questioning
to lock
stern. “Ma’am, please watch your
work,”
“Have I insulted you? Is that how bold
days? Can’t
lead officer’s face grew serious, “We’ll take her statement,
she’s not involved,
with sarcasm, “So
the investigation
frown deepened, “She’s a suspect in
don’t let
punishable by up to three years in prison,
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
stepped forward to face
different question. “Who reported
hesitation, they answered, “Mr.
contracted sharply, her whole being feeling like it had
moment of suffocation, numbness set in. So,
his
Lana’s throat at the realization of the depth
ruthlessness.
a long pause, Cicely nodded slowly. She stood still,
particular, lost in thought. Then, after several seconds, her voice,
any disturbance, rose
worry, I won’t let them take you. I’ll go find
right now.”
to hear Lana’s words, continuing to
as if to herself.
niece’s profile,
smile.
really love
that it was Seth who sent Issac
want to divorce
Patty if Seth loved her.
feel
didn’t want to let her leave with her
of his fingers on her wrist from gripping tightly seemed to suggest
loved her as well.
plainly, and he never answered, never
So she wasn’t sure.
Cicely asked this question, the
this moment, she still couldn’t understand
Grim Reaper had stayed. It’s like a
that
darkening.
and life… For some reason, she inclined more towards
metaphor.
“He does.”
people’s love is abnormal,
smile. “Do
young girl in front of
about this right
off her smile and nodded faintly.
to leave, and
trouble anymore, I’ll
she felt like she just had a
couldn’t now bear any more incidents now. So, she
with them. Lana’s brow furrowed instantly as she grabbed
turned and gave her a gentle
“No way!”
sliced through the air,
them darkened in demeanor. “Ma’am,
we are well within our
according to
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
cut Lana
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eyes narrowed. After years of being
a lot about
go check on grandpa and make sure someone looks
could you please go
taken away, looking like I’m being
about such seemingly sentimental things
ridiculous, but that was just
she was.
took a deep breath with her eyes closed.
With everything that’s happened these past few days,
to arrange and deal with, and I don’t understand any
you get back.
time for other
was silent for two seconds. “Alright, I’ll take care of everything
you up as
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
approached,
other pulled out handcuffs.
those cuffs, Cicely’s eyes suddenly shrank, and she quickly withdrew
The indifferent compliance from just
“What are
as a suspect, we need to ensure there’s no trouble.
cooperate with us.”
don’t want to
family. How could she
to go with you and I won’t
again: “If you don’t cooperate, don’t blame us for
necessary forceful action.”
Without
her hands and with a “click,” those delicate wrists
steel of the cuffs.
in her nose, biting her lip hard to keep tears
her eyes. Her hands clenched
relaxed.
a few steps out, at the emergency exit, Seth stood
calmly watching her. She slowed
officer nodded at
fixed on the woman between them, especially
her hands. His eyes narrowed imperceptibly, his
pocket clenched tightly. After a
go
the bone, stared back at him. Despite the
felt a coldness seeping into her from every
just shown fear and panic,
to anger, to detachment,
curve on her lips.
provoking you? The Ellis
did actually hurt someone, my family
think you can make me give in this way? Let me tell you, it’s
many days can you
as if something feral
abyss of his gaze. His hand in his pocket
view, veins bulging, knuckles whitening, his palm’s circulation
Cicely.” His voice was tense,
choking him.
tasting his words, “Know when
the cold, silvery handcuffs on her
of showing goodwill?”
didn’t wait to see Seth’s reaction
you in a hurry to get back for
if you’re not, I’m
quickly followed
stopped again.
softly, “Could you cover this up for
officer borrowed a lab coat from the front desk
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
was ugly.
*
in the police car to the
went. She was then directed to sit in the
pretended
small, with a one-way
cheaply varnished table with a recorder on
The working conditions were
officers, pistols at their
didn’t begin immediately. Cicely
on
ticked by. She thought about the cop
delay the interrogation as a psychological
She didn’t hurt anyone.
one-way glass, Seth watched Cicely
indifferent.
the interrogator entered. The supposed ‘statement’
actual interrogation.
Liar.
statement began. The interrogator asked her to recount
events.
cooperated fully, and she shared every detail she thought
that she and Seth had gotten married and
loved
insane, a total loon.” Cicely’s voice trembled, her
herself with the knife. That doesn’t
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