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 gaze,
widened, holding back restraint and forbearance. “Why didn’t
go out last
to have dinner, take a shower,
cut him off, her eyes shimmering with a layer
unshed tears.
voice suddenly turning cold, “He
gaze drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern
struck her, she pulled out
phone to her
call was cut off the moment it started to ring.
attempts, she
in chaos, but the director could
her to calm down.
How can
the patient was taken by his father. We
you? You can’t save
the point of
let her vent her frustration. Seth
a scene. In the end, exhausted
like a zombie devoid of thought, nearly drifting
wall, she mechanically dialed Brody’s
the result was the same. The call
began.
hand resting on
to be crying,
and sorrow were palpable.
approached her and gently pulled her
and
go have lunch.”
hold her, making no
minute of silence, she
plum juice and Tom Yum soup.
restaurants outside.”
calm and compliance,
hysteria, seemed far too out of
closed her
her up. Cicely did
on him, her eyes
instructed Charlie
the bed, and Seth handed her a glass of
drank, she
later,
slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,
her mouth with a napkin, and looked at
“Do you not want to
on his cup tightened
couch, her tone
Issac
I’ll just think he’s left, not that he’s dead, and that I
divorce you over him?”
remained silent. After setting the glass down, he said, “It
might be right.”
What else do you want? Aren’t the
Or is it because I was the one who spoke
giving you a feeling of being
on, and you can’t get
tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed into
long while, he hooked
in front of him. “So no matter what, this marriage…
to be ended
lips curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just pretend you
me?”
is you wanted to dump
you for
eyes, tinged with a cold smile, grew
no reason,
a knock on the door interrupted them, and
Charlie stepped in, “Mr. Diaz, the company matters
you; it can’t be delayed
day and losing an entire building,
shareholders and executives
phone had been bombarded with calls, including the one
handed off to him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to the Ellis Group, then
staying by his wife’s side, cool and composed as if nothing
But Charlie didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware of how bad
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
gaze and slowly closed her eyes against the back
couch.
grabbed his jacket from the couch. “I’ve got to
out there, and you won’t
put in the hospital
could hear Seth’s footsteps fading away,
“Keep a close
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
to clear the table and tidy up the room, removing
remnants of the meal.
and left the ward. Two burly men followed her as
natural thing in
elevator up to Creighton’s intensive
so she waited outside for a good fifteen
could enter.
was still not
hours to
the doctor. She then
hand, and rested her
her eyes, pushing down the sourness and
inside her.
said in those recordings. Yes, I said
that USB drive. He’s
drive is a bit special. It can fry a computer, but all the
onto the drive and hides automatically. As soon as someone cracks
no issue. Joel and his team are working hard on
ready and we retrieve the
really don’t need to worry. I’m your
mistreated? I agreed to go to the justice department
my innocence. If they dare to
prove I’m clear,
caused plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve never actually dismantled
of it makes my hands
mess to deal with later,
don’t want me to get arrested, I won’t. However, I still intend
got to recover
support.”
away the tears at the corner of her eyes.
hair. Her heart was full
had so much to say
talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce Seth,
pregnant. But everyone who should
someone died, it was just a
excitement for them.
person’s tragedy becomes another’s
is infuriating.
would react
couldn’t bring herself to tell Creighton
these issues.
meant to her, how heartbroken
Seth, and how ill-timed a pregnancy would be
Seth too, so she couldn’t
Creighton about trivial
of the Diaz International
and the ICU
the unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and sat on
fence. Beyond the fence was the parking lot. Her
hoping for Creighton to wake up; she
anything beyond that.
blankly at the distant parking
and happy faces,
figure carrying things from
that moment, her phone
Grandpa calling. He asked about her dad and
narrowed. Danielle.Seth stood behind her, his expression somber as he
slowly from side to side, disbelief etched
surroundings, unable to accept what had
around,
dead?”
cruel, ruthless reality she least wanted
face.
eyes flickered slightly as he replied, his voice cool, “I
know.”
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up close, the
She pushed against his chest
Seth thought she might
done the day before, but instead she pushed him,
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
“Is Issac
her gaze,
eyes widened, holding back restraint
go
take a
gone.” She cut him off, her eyes shimmering
unshed tears.
voice suddenly turning
gaze drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern face in
out her phone
the phone to her
call was cut off the moment it started to ring. She tried again, with
five or six attempts,
in chaos, but the director could
her to calm down.
he? How can someone just
was taken by
what good are you? You can’t save a life, and you
the point of this
vent her frustration. Seth stood
a scene. In the end, exhausted and without
like a zombie devoid of thought, nearly
hallway wall, she mechanically dialed Brody’s number
was the same. The call was disconnected
began.
put away her phone, her hand
into a ball. She seemed to be
and sorrow were palpable.
approached her and gently pulled her into his arms, his
her head, his deep and gentle voice emanating from above
go have lunch.”
let him hold her, making no attempt
after about a minute of silence, she
and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat
restaurants outside.”
current calm
seemed far too
her eyes, “I’m
and picked her up. Cicely did not
on him, her
instructed Charlie to prepare
the bed, and Seth handed her a glass of water, which
she drank, she nestled
hour later, Charlie
with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,
mouth with a napkin,
not want
on his cup tightened
was leaning on the couch, her tone as cold and indifferent as
taking Issac away, making
just think he’s left, not that he’s dead, and that I won’t choose
divorce you over him?”
the glass down, he said, “It sounds like
might be right.”
“Why? What else do you
Or is it because I
giving you a feeling of being
and you can’t
was tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed
long while, he hooked
him. “So no matter what, this marriage… might
be
sardonic smile, “Can’t you just pretend you
me?”
we pretend? The fact is you wanted to dump
for
with a cold smile, grew chillier
no reason,
a knock on the door interrupted them, and Seth turned to
“Mr. Diaz, the company matters
it can’t be delayed
events of the previous day and losing
shareholders and executives
work phone had been bombarded with calls, including the one Mr.
him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to the Ellis Group, then straight
staying by his wife’s side,
But Charlie didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware of how bad
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
withdrew her gaze and slowly closed her
couch.
grabbed his jacket from the couch. “I’ve
there, and you won’t gain anything
the hospital to
hear Seth’s footsteps fading away, followed
door. “Keep a close eye on her. Don’t take
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
clear the table and tidy up the room, removing
remnants of the meal.
slowly stood and left the ward. Two burly men followed her as if it
natural thing
up to Creighton’s intensive care
so she waited outside for a good fifteen minutes before
could enter.
not optimistic. Creighton needed to
the critical forty-eight hours
thanked the doctor. She then sat beside the
and rested her cheek against its
pushing down the
inside her.
those recordings. Yes, I said it, but it
Ray. Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part of a
is a bit special. It can fry a computer, but all
automatically. As soon as someone
no issue. Joel and his team are working hard on the decryption
we retrieve the files, I’ll
worry. I’m your daughter, after all.
I agreed to go to the justice department because
they dare
as I prove I’m clear, I’ll tear
trouble growing up, but I’ve never actually
department. The thought of it makes my hands itch to do
a mess to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need
don’t want me to get
got to recover quickly and be
support.”
tears at
hair. Her heart was full of pain and
to say to someone, so
Issac’s situation,
might be pregnant.
Even if someone died,
excitement for them.
one person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the thought
is infuriating.
people who truly cared for her would react the most, and
couldn’t
these issues.
knew how much Issac meant to her, how heartbroken
how ill-timed a pregnancy would
Seth too, so she couldn’t tell him any
Creighton about trivial things, carefully
the Diaz
passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to ask her
leaving the unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and sat
parking lot.
about was hoping for Creighton to wake up; she couldn’t figure
anything beyond that.
the distant parking lot, watching people
happy faces, others rushing
recognized a familiar figure carrying
that moment,
was Grandpa calling. He asked about her dad and
Danielle… Erik said, “Go check on her
gaze followed the man as he disappeared, then she
face, one that had
debates before.
assistant working
care
such a calamity befalling the family, Erik was bedridden. There was
she had not even returned
fine. Just go see how Danielle is doing, I heard
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and walked over
going in the parking lot, “Issac
on the other end of the phone was long and
hands gripped the rusted railing tightly as she
hadn’t
taken much, maybe just a minute
thirty seconds, or even ten might have
the blast, and Issac wouldn’t
helplessness and a choke of emotion
from the phone, “Cicely…”
do you know what Issac meant to me? He was like the air
when around, but now that
man’s granddaughter. So
Patty wasting so much time for the sake of
wouldn’t have died.
deep breath, “Alright. I’ll go check on
for you.”
put away her phone
hospital.
room for
a bag of fruit and some lunch. The two following behind
stood to either side of the hospital room
her.
Danielle’s room, looking
sat at the edge of the bed, peeling an apple Shane
a knock and
doorway.
Shane could react, Patty had already jumped to her
“What are you
These were matters
it came to love and hate. It was best for him
affairs.
smile, “Ms. Patty, Danielle has Ellis
her than you are, so why wouldn’t
she approached
eyes fell on the person wrapped up so tightly on the
mouth visible.
with dry skin.
hatred, as if all her strength
tear Cicely apart.
and he
how pitiful you
legs had just healed, and now you’re
point of
you got no humanity? That’s your cousin you’re
really wish
could no longer hold back, shaking with
remained indifferent, her
from the bandages looked
a fury that seemed desperate
hatred.
Seems like, Issac
were you born under a cursed
you suffer misfortune?”
the cursed one.” Her voice was
pulling at her wounds, causing tears to
eyes.
slowly cooled. “Danielle, if you
things wouldn’t have happened. I wouldn’t have
together make no more difference to me than
beside her, “Do you
sound? Danielle and Seth are like stray dogs
Have you forgotten how you used to
turned her head,
back. “What
out of your mind?” Cicely
a
thought I was heartless and ungrateful, but
actually you who are
“You…”
hadn’t come to save you, do you think you’d
petty things? I don’t expect gratitude, but is a simple
for your oh-so-superior
in her eyes intensifying. “You saving us?
Diaz International, trying to curry favor so I wouldn’t
why would you bother to risk
come,
this. You have the nerve to come here and take
begun to settle the score with
it all. How twisted must one’s
unable to distinguish
blatantly distort the truth.
narrowing with a dangerous
closer. “If we hadn’t come along, Danielle would be nothing
Your fate? Nothing more than two
at her words,
be falling
Your lives? They were saved by Issac.
Even if you scrape by every day from here
of gratitude. If it weren’t for you
a brief silence in the hospital room. “Dead?
made Cicely’s temples
didn’t he?” The fury
the
once again inside her head. “You think
his death was
wild rage emanating from Cicely, trembled from
her panic, she raised the paring knife she’d been
are you trying
as a statue. Patty’s heart
smile. “Am I wrong? I didn’t ask
made that choice on your own,
hadn’t come, how could he have
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Cicely’s forehead stood out starkly against her skin,
“Even if I did come up because I was
me for Danielle,
have died. No one in their
something like that.”
lying in her bed, sensed the dangerous mood that Cicely
seeing the sharp paring
through the searing pain in her body,
word with her raspy voice. “Cicely, don’t
you wanted to go upstairs to fetch your wedding dress. So, even
had boarded the rescue helicopter right from the
even gone
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
was now interspersed with
you with his body. No matter
on me and Patty.”
was speechless. No matter her reasons
such a time, it didn’t matter anymore. Patty and
She had known it from
owed Issac a debt of gratitude,
unforgivable as
be
fists, her body trembling with
pain.
smugness. Cicely and the late Millie were
was a nothing more than a
and arrogantly than anyone else, always looking
men seemed to
Millie had died, Patty hadn’t seen her humiliated or in pain. Now,
through her daughter. She could almost see Millie’s pain
Cicely’s anguish.
with satisfaction and triumph flickered
her, badly, by
silence, Cicely suddenly let out a soft laugh and
came to save you? It wasn’t because I was
and trying to gain your favor. You probably haven’t realized
and slowly lifted her left hand. As Patty’s gaze shifted
in a
in shock, and even Danielle
incredulously at Cicely.
vindicated. No wonder Patty could confront her with
realized it. It was indeed quite pleasant
relieving.
nearly forced himself on me, Seth
already fragile composure
similar ring on Seth? Or do you
It’s in the drawer of the bedroom
seconds, staring at the
more grotesquely. “No! I don’t
me…”
and dismissive, “Then why would he suddenly
I had already given up on him.
around that time. Perhaps he’s
to control herself, the knife in her
never fall
so
can’t think of why he would choose
Ellis
flickered, “If that’s the case, being open about it would
lie to you? I
recovering from her shock, eyed the trembling
bit her lip. “Cicely, if you’re done, could you please
of the woods yet,
should spend time with him
as she turned
you talking about? Who says my dad’s time is running
gaze piercing her and
They have been keeping it a secret because
is
frowned and as she turned, she saw Patty’s
the knife
shielded
lunged again. “It’s all your fault!
halted by
out and grasp
wrong with you?!”
in Patty’s hands seemed to emanate from deep
taut nerves. Patty’s
cheeks as she glared at
and hatred. “It’s all because of you! If it weren’t
be fine. Everyone would be fine. You’re like
dead, go find Millie and
reeling from Patty’s emotional
What was
father so much, why did Patty want to kill her
fall for you.” Patty’s
Millie and Cicely. One moment it was Millie’s face, the next it
flipping back
down at
she thought to wrestle it
Cicely’s hand.
Patty gave her a cruel smile. “I told you once at
make sure Seth hates you for the rest
process her words, Patty yanked Cicely’s hand, turned
handle, and plunged it into
in horror as Patty, clutching her hand, yanked the
blood spraying onto Cicely’s face and clothes. Patty
as her warm blood painted Cicely’s hands a
slide down, she clung
the blanket
spoke volumes. That word
indescribably tight, her
to convey
with terror, and she finally let out
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
open as Shane and two men who had been following
in. The scene stunned
drenched in blood, while Cicely
holding a bloodstained knife, her
to snap out of it and
fainted. The room descended into chaos,
avoidant glances
have been tough
a gory scene, especially not this
was ushered out of the
restroom where she shakily washed the blood from her
a daze, she made her way
and stood
who had been with her immediately
they stood by
she overheard a commotion behind
you
need to leave
few seconds
“Cicely.”
lifting her head
her,
the youthful grace of a young lady, an air of graceful
softening her
at the familiar
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
clear eyes fixed on her, and with a
“Look at you, such a mess.” The tap was firm, enough to
wince and step aside.
reaction. With a furrowed brow, Lana
cradling her niece’s
her head slightly,
nonetheless.
braced herself, but seeing Cicely’s tears, she was still
seen her cry even
everything Cicely had been through, Lana took a
her
am here now.”
to the hospital. Patty was in critical
scene they had witnessed upon entering
in the chest, the
out in
careful with his words, not wanting to influence
matter how it was explained,
Cicely.
and saw Cicely standing
deep in conversation.
two men in black sighed in relief when they saw Seth. “Mr.
Cicely tensed.
appraising the young man
beyond his years. But still, he was
attempts at composure, Lana’s experienced eyes could
through his façade.
No wonder Cicely
My niece’s husband?” Lana’s words had
confusion.
face was ghastly pale, he asked, “Your
her silence lingering for a few
“Your mother might be in critical
on a divorce, her condition
need for you to worry.” Lana
made up her mind about right
stuck to it tenaciously, a trait that had often caused her
headaches.
face darkened immediately, “Who said
divorce?”
marriage is beyond saving, why not let it go? Do you really think you
nothing has happened and continue living together? It’s
you’re still young, so neither
didn’t respond to Lana but kept his eyes
“Did
her eyes at
give you the shares of the
“Is Issac dead?”
shook, and
“You’re asking
dead, which means we can’t get
swelled in Cicely’s heart, “Seth, just to avoid a divorce, you
Did you have something to
my own eyes, or hear of his death, we’re
“Think what you want.”
a chilly laugh, “I asked your mother, ‘Do
mad, insisting you couldn’t possibly fall
But look at your actions now. Could it be that you’ve truly fallen
in his pocket clenched slightly, his eyes narrowing,
tell my
I saved her to use her
married, at your proposal. And I asked
brooding gaze locked onto her, sharp and
interested in their emotional
“I’ll go talk to the doctor,
first, and
bring your grandfather over.”
was already walking away but paused mid-way,
at Seth before turning to Cicely, “If he refuses
so much with him. If I remember correctly, the
apart
dissolve a marriage.”
“I’ll come
follow Lana, Seth caught her wrist. “Cicely,”
finally revealing a trace of restraint, “Do you really think I’d
leave just like that?”
ahead
voice subdued and steady, “Be sensible.
provoke me.”
sounds like you’re planning on killing me
on leaving?”
“No.”
I’ll be leaving and I’ll
later.”
on Seth’s face.
not understand
low growl. For a moment, she
tightened. He spoke again, his
Cicely. Don’t
was gripped by palpitations. Painfully, she twisted
his shackles. She didn’t answer
gave him an
the darker his gaze was, the tighter his grip
instinctively as she struggled.
winced. A thin layer of sweat had pushed through her
forward, and grasped
found his grip as unyielding
end, it was
break
the moment his grip loosened, Lana quickly pulled Cicely behind her,
a wary gaze, her heart skipping
bottomless eyes.
that? It was
the bottom of an abyss, devoid of
away. She
seemed to live in eternal
and wondered if
had provoked.
stood watching their retreating figures emotionlessly. His lips parted
told you, don’t provoke me.” Lana’s heart
word he had said. “Don’t provoke me,” the three
more ominous in hindsight.
considered how severe the
could be.
know where the confidence came from,
have her killed if she insisted on
said.
desperate and painful than death in
again, she was
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with the doctor,
Perhaps it was the presence
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
visiting time was half an hour, Lana did not stay in the room
brother, she
small talk for thirty minutes. She
meaningless activities.d2
at
her father’s, her plea for comfort
sad. Lana pursed her lips. She raised her
“You stay here with your dad
grandpa.”
nodded lightly, “Then
too much. Your grandpa’s spirit is
all, what hadn’t he lived through
at Lana, opened her mouth to
managed a soft “Mhm.”
deep breath, her hands sliding into the pockets
you, and we’ll go back
little. With her aunt gone, she
Especially concerning those two men
felt clueless on how
they were met
Their eyes glanced over the
Cicely’s face.
uniforms, a wave of
officers noticed her reaction
glance.
there’s been an allegation against you for intentional assault
come with us to the station to assist
of them
thinking of Patty.
seemed anyone would suspect
didn’t do it; she went crazy on her own.”
asking for your cooperation at this stage. Please discuss
officer interrupted firmly, intent on
away.
First, it was the Department of Justice, and now
Cicely suddenly felt an eerie sense of inevitability, as
yet was still
stepped in, placing herself between Cicely and
Are you taking
a pretext to
officers’ expressions grew stern. “Ma’am, please
work,”
“Have I insulted you? Is that how bold and
are these days? Can’t
serious, “We’ll take
she’s not involved, she’ll be
nodded, her smile dripping with sarcasm, “So you’ll keep her
investigation
officer’s frown deepened, “She’s
don’t let you take
of justice is punishable by up to
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
pulling Lana aside, then stepped forward to face the officers
question. “Who
hesitation, they answered, “Mr.
sharply, her whole being
suffocation, numbness set in.
was this his
in Lana’s throat at the realization of the depth of the
ruthlessness.
slowly. She stood still, her
Then, after several seconds, her voice,
disturbance, rose gently. “Aunt
worry, I won’t let them take you. I’ll go find
right now.”
you think…” Cicely seemed not to hear Lana’s words, continuing
as if to herself.
focused on her niece’s profile, noticing the faint, almost
smile.
really love
Seth
want to
ward, she asked Patty if Seth loved her. Patty was mad, and
to feel
leave with her aunt at any cost. The
wrist from gripping
loved her as well.
plainly, and he never
So she wasn’t sure.
mind, when Cicely asked this question,
this moment, she still couldn’t understand that look, like
It’s like a twilit night that neither
nor life before, or a twilit night that just lost light and life
darkening.
life… For some reason, she inclined more
metaphor.
“He does.”
abnormal, and that’s the
smile.
didn’t know what the young girl in front of her was
think about this
off her smile and nodded faintly. “You
for dad to leave, and
anymore, I’ll
like she just had a little bit of
any more incidents now. So,
Lana’s brow furrowed
gentle smile,
“No way!”
sliced through the air, brooking no
officers beside them darkened
obstruct official duties, we are well within our rights to deal
according to
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
with you.” Cicely suddenly cut Lana off.
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of being
lot about the
go check on grandpa and make sure someone looks after my
you please go
taken away, looking like I’m
admitted that thinking about such seemingly sentimental
but that was just
she was.
a deep breath with her eyes closed.
everything that’s happened these
with, and I don’t understand any of
when you get back. You
for
was silent for two seconds. “Alright,
up as soon
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
two officers approached, one
other pulled out handcuffs.
cuffs, Cicely’s eyes suddenly shrank, and
from just moments ago was
“What are
a suspect, we need to ensure
cooperate with us.”
don’t want to wear
lady of the Ellis family. How could she possibly wear
to go with you and I won’t run. So there’s no need
spoke again: “If you don’t cooperate, don’t blame
necessary forceful action.”
they did just that. Without letting Cicely argue,
with a “click,” those delicate wrists were encircled
steel of the cuffs.
in her nose, biting her lip hard
her eyes. Her hands clenched
relaxed.
out, at the emergency exit, Seth stood tall, his
calmly watching her. She slowed
Diaz.” The officer nodded
gaze remained fixed on the
around her hands. His eyes narrowed imperceptibly,
pocket clenched tightly. After
to go
the bone, stared back at him.
a coldness seeping into her from every
shown fear
changed from indifference, to anger, to detachment, to
curve on her lips.
consequence of provoking you?
did actually hurt someone, my
think you can make me give in this way? Let me tell you, it’s
can
if something
the abyss of his gaze. His hand
view, veins bulging, knuckles whitening, his
to fold, Cicely.” His voice was tense, as if something was
choking him.
just laughed, tasting his words, “Know
silvery handcuffs on her hands, “Is this
of showing goodwill?”
Seth’s reaction or hear what he might
forward. “Weren’t you in a hurry to get back for
Not in a rush anymore? Even if
The officers quickly
leaving the hospital, Cicely stopped again. Staring at the
cover this up for
a lab coat from the front desk
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
was ugly.
*
car to the nearest precinct.
was then directed
unease, she pretended
one-way mirror
table with a
conditions were less
their hips, stood
immediately. Cicely sat quietly,
on
about the cop dramas she’d
interrogation as a psychological tactic, but did they need
She didn’t hurt anyone.
Seth watched Cicely sitting there, her
indifferent.
entered. The supposed ‘statement’
actual interrogation.
Liar.
interrogator asked her to recount
events.
cooperated fully, and she shared
she and Seth had gotten
loved her
was insane, a total loon.” Cicely’s voice trembled,
and stabbed herself
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