The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 2051-2060
The old lady’s eyes widened with surprise. “Morning sickness? These days,
young folks don’t even know when they’re pregnant?” Cicely just stared blankly
for a long moment before slowly shaking her head. “No…”
The old lady furrowed her brows and took Cicely’s arm, resting her fingers
gently on her wrist. “I’ve been a midwife all my life, brought six of my own into
the world, and my kids have given me a baker’s dozen of grandbabies. I’ve seen
my share of expectant mothers, and if I can’t spot a bun in the oven, I might as
well hang up my hat. There you have it, darling, a baby pulse. Barely six weeks
along, and you’re feeling the pangs a bit early, aren’t you?”
Cicely felt dazed as her hand instinctively touched her flat belly. She felt like she
was in a trance.
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Why did everything have to come crashing down today?
The old lady had seen all sorts of reactions from mothers-to-be when they found
out about their pregnancy.
Cicely’s look was nothing new to her.d2
Chuckling softly, she patted Cicely’s shoulder. “Bless your heart, go tell your
folks. And if you don’t take my word for it, get a thorough checkup with them. But
I’m telling you, you’re in the family way. Here, have one of these. My rascal of a
grandson thought he’d play a prank on me with these sour candies. And he gave
me so many all at once.”
As she spoke, the old lady fished out a handful of candies and handed them to
Cicely.
Cicely wandered over to the sink in a daze, rinsed her mouth, and mechanically
unwrapped a piece of candy, popping it into her mouth.
It was sour.
She never had a taste for it before, but now, it seemed more delightful than even
her favorite comfort food.
*
Cicely, who hadn’t planned on resting, went upstairs to find an apple in the fruit
bowl of her room. She clumsily peeled it and ate it, then curled up on the bed,
hand on her belly, and closed her eyes.
Half an hour later, she found herself back outside the emergency room.
Issac still hadn’t emerged. Brody sat there, head lowered. Cicely’s silent
approach allowed her to see a tear drop to the floor beside him. Her heart
clenched painfully, but she swallowed back the rising sorrow and took a seat
next to him.
Brody finally noticed her, jerking upright and frantically wiping his tear-streaked
face. Turning to Cicely, he didn’t catch her eye as she stared at the clock above
the emergency room door.
Brody was relieved she hadn’t seen him in that vulnerable moment. “He’s still in
there. Miss, why don’t you rest a bit more?”
“I managed to sleep for half an hour, and I even had an apple.” She figured the
best way to repay everyone’s care was to look after herself. Apart from that, she
didn’t know what else she could do.
Brody managed a relieved smile. “A bit more rest would do you good.”
Cicely couldn’t muster a smile, but her lips curled into a semblance of one.
“When Issac comes out, I’ll make sure to sleep even longer.”
Brody just chuckled, “As long as you get enough rest.”
Cicely didn’t respond, just fished another candy from her pocket and unwrapped
it.
*
Evening turned to night, and eight long hours passed with the red light outside
the emergency room still burning.
Nurses and doctors came and went, the urgency of their movements a clear
sign that the situation was dire.
With each ticking second, Cicely’s despair deepened, and Brody’s forced
composure also began to crumble.
*
The Ellis Group was indeed in chaos, because Seth didn’t arrive at the hospital
until past eight.
Cicely was no different than a living corpse now. Brody was pale and shaking,
barely able to keep himself together, let alone offer Cicely any comfort.
The emergency room doors swung open and shut, with medics rushing back
and forth, signaling a critical phase in the operation.
Cicely sat motionless, her mind blank with shock.
Charlie, witnessing the scene, felt his heart pounding as if it would burst from his
chest. What would happen if Issac couldn’t make it?
As that thought gripped him, the light outside the emergency room dimmed.
…
Silence engulfed the hallway.
Brody slowly rose from his seat, only to collapse weakly to the floor. Charlie
rushed to help him up.
The door to the emergency room opened, and several doctors appeared. Brody
stumbled towards them. “Doctor, how’s my boy…”
Cicely clasped her hands tightly, her gaze fixed on the doorway. She watched a
doctor remove his mask and shake his head with regret. “I’m sorry, we did
everything we could.”
It felt like a bomb went off in Cicely’s head. She swayed, nearly fainting.
Seth, his face grim, quickly wrapped his arms around her. “Cicely!”
The doctor continued, “The blast caused too much internal damage. He’s got
maybe 48 hours. Spend what time you can with him.”
Brody staggered, supported only by Charlie’s strength.
“No, it can’t be. Issac… no, no, no.” Cicely stared into the void in Seth’s arms,
shaking her head and muttering under her breath. It wasn’t loud, but Seth felt as
if he was shaken to the core.
“Cicely, come on!”
At this point, Issac was wheeled out, Cicely forcefully turned in Seth’s arms,
staring at the man on the mobile bed full of tubes. She struggled to rush
forward. “Issac, don’t leave… you promised to stay with me… I’m scared, I’m
scared alone, Issac… don’t leave me…”
“You have not worn the dress I gave you for my wedding… you have not seen
me in a wedding dress… you said you would protect me for a lifetime… Issac…
please don’t leave me… I’m afraid… please…”
Charlie watched this scene, his eyes also welling up with tears.
Seth held Cicely tight, a wave of fear he had never experienced before welling
up within him. “Cicely, I’m here, I’ll be with ytou…”
“Get out!!!” As Issac was wheeled away, Cicely turned and slapped Seth.
“Ma’am!” cried Charlie in alarm.
Cicely turned to him in disarray, tears covering her entire face. There was thick
hatred in her eyes, and every word she said was like a knife edge.
As if she had realized something in an instant, she suppressed all her emotions,
staring at him, “What can you do if you’re here? What can you do? Can you
save him? If you can’t, get out!”
A flush spread across Seth’s cold face as he looked at her holding back her
already erupting anger, engulfed in overwhelming grief, and coldly watcjing him.
He was surprised by the depth of Cicely’s feelings for Issac. Underneath their
customary and bland interactions, such deep feelings were hidden. “So…” When
he spoke again, his tight voice was hoarse, “You’re saying if Issac really dies,
you won’t want me either?”
Cicely clenched her hand tightly, her fingertips piercing her palm. “Yes! If Issac
dies, I don’t want you either!”
…
The air around them seemed to be vacuumed out. Seth stared at her face, his
eyes dark as a night sky heavy with storm clouds, obscure and profound.
Charlie felt suffocated at his side, as if an unseen force was crushing his chest.
No one knew what Seth was thinking. Whether he wanted to strangle the
woman before him or simply cut ties with her once and for all.
But Cicely didn’t want to waste another minute with this man. He wouldn’t kill
her, not now at least. And if he wanted to break things off, she couldn’t care less.
She struggled to free herself from his embrace and turned to leave with cold
indifference, but a strong force yanked her back with vigor.
Seth held her wrists above her head, his dark eyes locking onto hers from a
closer distance. His voice was more hoarse than ever. He watched her for a
long while before slowly speaking, “Cicely, I’m asking you one more time, and
think carefully before you answer. The doctor has already signed Issac’s death
warrant. Are you sure you want to do the same to us?”
Cicely’s heart clenched, and an uncontrollable heavy pain spread a little bit
upwards towards her eyes. She had already given him an answer once, but this
time, to repeat it, the words stuck in her throat, unable to be voiced. If she really
said it, it might be the end of whatever was between her and Seth.
However, if Issac was truly gone, could the two of them pretend nothing had
happened and stay together?
No, they couldn’t.
“Without Issac to witness our wedding, I’d rather not have it. So yes, you’re right,
Seth. Unless Issac can pull through, the day he stops breathing is the day I file
for divorce from you.”Cicely fought to keep her words coherent, each syllable felt like she was
severing the cord that she had nourished with her own blood between them, the
pain was visceral. Seth’s grip on her wrist was so strong it felt like her bones
might shatter, and she winced in agony.
Instead, he just looked at her expression and suddenly sneered.
She was in pain now? He wanted to know how deep her pain ran, and to
compare it to the torment he was enduring now. But in the end, seeing her pale,
sweat-beaded face, he eased his grip. He still held her firmly, staring deeply into
her eyes before he finally spoke a single word.
“Fine.”
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Cicely’s heart felt like plastic on an open flame, shriveling instantly.
Seth was an enigma, and the nature of his relationship with Cicely—whether it
was affection, love, or indifference—was beyond Charlie’s understanding. It
seemed to Charlie that Mr. Diaz could act the same way with any other woman,
if he wanted.d2
But which woman could make Mr. Diaz willing to do so?
Charlie didn’t understand, but he sensed that the current standoff between the
two would eventually brew into a profound regret.
“Mr. Diaz.” Charlie tried to remind Seth to stay calm, knowing that making
decisions in the heat of the moment was a bad idea.
Cicely, enduring the sharp pain in her heart, slowly nodded, “I’ll prepare the
divorce papers. The damage to Diaz International’s operations is indeed my
fault. As compensation, I’ll transfer all of my Ellis Group shares to you.”
Charlie was visibly shocked.
All of her shares in Diaz International? That could be enough to take over
several Diaz Internationals.
Seth smirked, “Seems like I’m getting the better end of the deal after all. But
Issac isn’t dead yet, so this sweet deal is just a thought for now.”
Cicely took a deep breath, “I’ll have the divorce agreement prepared in
advance.”
Seth watched her silently for a moment longer, then finally let go of her hand.
“But before that, Cicely, don’t forget you’re still my wife. You and your well-being
are still my responsibility. Issac dies the day after tomorrow, and until then, you’d
better swallow your food and water, even if you have to force it down. I’ll even
tie you to the bed if I have to make sure you get some sleep. So, it’s in your best
interest to behave and not provoke me.”
Cicely’s eyelashes trembled.
“Charlie!”
Charlie snapped to attention, “Yes, Mr. Diaz.”
“Take her to see Issac, and in half an hour, set the nightcap in front of her and
watch her finish it.”
Charlie glanced at Cicely, torn, but obliged. “Understood.”
With that said, Seth turned to leave.
Cicely watched his assertive retreating figure, her clenched fists tightening and
then releasing. Finally, she lowered her gaze, concealing the emotions in her
eyes, and walked away.
Issac had been taken to the ICU.
Brody stood by, looking at his unconscious son on the hospital bed, tears
streaming down his face.
Cicely stumbled as she entered the room but managed to steady herself with
Charlie’s help. She stared at the man on the bed, tears falling uncontrollably. All
the tears of her life seemed to want to dry up in just one day.
Charlie assisted Cicely closer to the lifeless Issac, and suddenly, she knelt
before Brody.
“Miss!” Brody’s voice quivered as he tried to lift her up.
However, Cicely grabbed his hand instead. She lowered her head, biting her lip
tightly to keep the sadness coursing through her body down, and to keep her
voice from sounding so shaking. “Brody, I’m so sorry.”
“It’s not your fault, miss.”
Cicely shook her head, her voice tense with endless regret and sorrow. “It is all
my fault, Brody. It is all my fault.”
Brody closed his eyes in resignation.
Charlie could see that Brody still harbored regrets, and he still blamed Cicely.
Regardless of the reasons, Issac’s condition had something to do with her. Even
if it was about duty or responsibility, the only son he had was about to be lost.
People might not believe it if you said Cicely was well-behaved and
understanding, but they would believe if you said she was spoiled and petulant.
Brody had watched Cicely grow up, pampered and loved. She was sensible,
indeed, but she was also petulant.
Yet he couldn’t bring himself to truly blame her. Everyone was a victim in their
own right.
“I’m sorry, Brody. I’m sorry.” Cicely’s slender shoulders shook as she repeated
her apology.
Brody heaved a deep sigh, then knelt beside her. “Miss, Issac did the right thing.
It’s just fate.”
Cicely took a deep breath, struggling to stand and helping Brody up with
Charlie’s assistance, then guiding him to sit down.
The busy medical staff approached to remind them, “You can stay at most 30
minutes tonight.”
*
Seth made his way straight to the hospital’s park, stopping in front of a row of
cypress trees.
The events of the entire day replayed in his mind. In the end, it all came down to
Cicely’s every expression, and every word she spoke.
She seemed to wield a hundred ways to inflict pain, sharp, keen, and unerring.
If Issac died, she didn’t want anything to do with him. The one who feared he
would leave was her, and ironically, the one who didn’t want him was also her.
A low, cool chuckle escaped his throat as he took out his phone with fingertips
white from the cold. He dialed a number and waited for the call to connect, the
phone pressed to his ear.
The summer night’s warm breeze brushed by, people in the park walked and
chatted, but in his world, there was only the sound of the call waiting tone.
“Hello?” A deep, steady voice eventually answered.
Seth slowly began, “Damon, I need a favor.”
“A favor?” The voice on the other end fell silent for a split second, as if the words
were unfamiliar, especially coming from Seth. “I’ve been following the news. If
you want my help with Diaz International, no problem.”
“I’ll handle Diaz International myself.”
Damon’s lips curled into a smirk. This was the Seth he knew—oozing pride and
arrogance from every pore. But if that were the case, what could possibly make
him swallow his pride and come asking for a favor?
Damon’s interest was piqued, a rare occurrence. “So, what’s up?”
“Help me save someone.”
“You’re asking for help, which means this isn’t going to be easy.”
“That’s right.”
“And if we fail?”
Seth’s expression turned to stone. “Failure is not an option.”
No matter what. At any cost. Issac couldn’t die.
Half an hour later, Seth found his way to the VIP hospital room. Charlie’s
reaction was more relaxed than expected.
Cicely was perched on a sofa outside the room, nibbling on a plate of neatly
sliced fruit. It was her request, and Charlie had personally peeled and sliced it
for her.
“Mr. Diaz.”
Seth’s gaze shifted from Cicely, his tone as flat as his expression. “I told you to
prepare dinner, and you serve her this?”
“My apologies, Mr. Diaz,” Charlie hastily replied. “Dinner will be just a little while
longer. The missus wanted something from Carly’s kitchen, and I’ve already
informed Carly. She’s on it.”
Seth was surprised. He hadn’t expected her to ask for anything to eat. It wasn’t
like her usual style, but it did remind him of the Cicely who never let herself be
slighted.
His expression softened slightly as he took off his coat and approached the
sofa, tossing it over the backrest.
Cicely didn’t look up from her phone, occasionally picking up a piece of fruit and
chewing with a crunch. He sat down beside her, watching as her plate of fruit
neared empty yet she showed no sign of stopping. He finally spoke up. “You still
need to eat dinner.”
Cicely kept eating, “I’ll eat dinner and fruit. I’ll eat whatever I want. When did you
start dictating my diet? Or is it that you think you’ve only got two days left to
make me miserable?”
Her words were laced with venom, dripping with sarcasm. In the end, no one
could outdo Cicely when it came to making others miserable.
Charlie glanced at Seth, trying to gauge his reaction. Charlie had to admit that
Seth was truly good at hiding his emotions. If anyone else were in Mr. Diaz’s
shoes, they’d probably be angry, but Seth remained impassive, simply leaning
back and pinching the bridge of his nose. “Better to eat less at night. Overeating
will make you uncomfortable, and it will disturb my rest.”
Cicely paused, “If you’re so concerned, keep your distance. The bed at home
must be comfortable, or anywhere else for that matter. Don’t worry. Even if I’m in
agony, I won’t bother you.”
Seth dropped his hands and looked at Charlie, “How many servings did Carly
prepare?”
Charlie hesitated, “Enough for two.”
“Hmm, tell her to pack some extra, I’m starving.”
“Will do.”
Cicely’s eyes darkened.
Before long, Carly had the food delivered.
Charlie helped set it up, and as Cicely put away her phone and tried to stand,
Seth picked up a bowl of soup and said flatly, “If you don’t want me to force-feed
you or make idle conversation, sit down and eat. You’re the last person who
should be wasting energy today.”
Charlie handed her the utensils in timely fashion, “Ma’am, these are all dishes
you requested. Don’t let anger spoil your appetite.”
A flicker of annoyance crossed Cicely’s face, but she took the utensils anyway.
Seth and Charlie were right.
They ate in silence, neither offering food to the other, their utensils never
crossing paths.
Seth finished first and stood up, checking the time and glancing at Charlie.
Charlie quickly exited the room.
“Take a shower after you eat.” Seth looked down at Cicely, still leisurely enjoying
her meal, and with that, he took his coat and left the room.
When Charlie stepped out, he was met by two imposing strangers, standing
rigidly on either side of the room, obviously there to guard the Cicely’s room.
Startled, he saw Seth emerge behind them. “Sir, what is—”
Seth closed the door and gave him a level look. “Keep a close eye on her,
especially don’t let her step out of this room.”
Charlie was puzzled. Watching the lady was a given, but not allowing her to
leave and bringing in bodyguards, was this some kind of house arrest?
“If you can’t manage that, consider donating your heart and lungs to Issac.”
Charlie shuddered. Seth’s expression was dead serious.
“Understood.”
*
Cicely finished her meal with no intention of showering. She wanted to check on
her father and see Issac again, but as soon as she opened the door, her vision
blurred, and two arms barred her way.
Regaining her composure, she faced the two men in black suits, their
expressions blank as they stood in her path. Her brow furrowed as she turned to
Charlie.
“What’s all this?”
Charlie’s scalp tingled with anxiety, “For your safety, ma’am.”
“Really?” Cicely raised an eyebrow coolly, “Is Danielle and her mother out for
revenge, planning to come kill me?”
Charlie had never known how to handle the little princess of P City, and now he
was even more at a loss. “It is not like that, ma’am.”
“No? Aside from those two lunatics, I really can’t think of anyone else with such
a grudge against me.”
Charlie was at a loss for words.
On reflection, even though the P City princess was known for being haughty and
proud, it seemed no one had really crossed her. Perhaps it was out of respect
for her status as the heiress of the Ellis family, but he couldn’t fathom who would
pose a threat to her. It seemed that the only people who really couldn’t stand her
were Ms. Danielle and Mr. Diaz’s mother. But after all, they were both saved by
Mrs. Cicely, and it wouldn’t be right for them to cause her any trouble at this
time. So what exactly Mr. Diaz meant by his actions, Charlie didn’t understand.
“For safety’s sake, Mrs. Cicely, you should go back and rest.”
“And what if I don’t?”
Charlie sighed, “Then I’m sorry, ma’am, but I must insist.”
Cicely’s face was set in a frown as she attempted to leave, but the two men
swiftly moved to block her, standing as two unyielding walls, determined not to
let her step out of the hospital room. Knowing that forcing her way out would be
futile, Cicely picked up her phone and dialed Seth’s number.
It took a while for Seth to answer, his voice low and indifferent, rippling through
the line without a hint of surprise. “Yes?”
“I want to go out.”
“Have you taken a shower? If so, go to bed and sleep.”
Cicely closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, “Seth, what do you mean?”
“Take a shower and get some rest.”
“Seth!”
“Since you’re calling me now, it proves my arrangements are correct. Don’t
waste my time. You don’t like talking to me, do you? But if you’ve changed your
mind, I can come right back and keep you company.”
Cicely hung up without another word.
Seth pocketed his phone and stepped out from the top floor’s emergency exit.
The ground below was alight with the constant flicker of neon signs and the red
streams of traffic.
The city of P remained vibrant with life, and everything that had happened today
was swallowed up in the urban pulse, as if leaving no trace.
*
Back in her hospital room, Cicely had taken a shower, her hair still damp.
Seth walked in with his jacket draped over his wrist, tossed it onto the couch,
and headed straight for her.
Cicely was standing by the window, sipping water and gazing out at the night
skyline that belonged uniquely to P City, lost in thought. She was aware of
Seth’s presence when he entered the room and even as he approached her. His
tall and straight silhouette reflected on the glass.
He reached out to touch her hair, “Should I dry it for you?”
Cicely swatted his hand away. “What is all this?” Cicely spoke slowly, her tone
flat, “Are you afraid that I’m going to wait for an opportunity to flee the city after I
ruin your program? Or do you think I’ll choose to go into hiding because I don’t
want to divorce you?”
“You can rest easy. My dad and Issac are here; even if I were guilty, I wouldn’t
leave them. And if it’s the latter, since I’m the one who initiated this, I surely don’t
need to be so cowardly as to back out now.”
Seth glanced at her coolly, then turned and walked into the bathroom, only to
come out with a hairdryer and approach her again. “Sit on the bed.”
Cicely’s delicate hand clenched the water glass tightly. His nonchalant attitude
was infuriating. Unable to contain her temper, she threw the warm water from
the glass in Seth’s face.
“Who are you playing the good guy for? Afraid I won’t write your shares into the
divorce agreement? Don’t worry, I will give them to you. Everyone knows my
character; the Ellis Group is doomed under my watch. Rather than letting others
scheme and take it from me, I’d rather give it to you. At least Diaz International
will have some hope. Even if you don’t covet it, I was going to give it to you
eventually. Why else would I let you willingly manage the Ellis Group? I’ve given
you the opportunity to covet what I have from the start, and after suffering for so
long, it’s time you got what you wanted.”
His expensive light-colored shirt was soaked, drops of water still gathering and
trickling down his cool, indifferent face. Even after being splashed, Seth had no
reaction, but after hearing Cicely’s words, his eyes, veiled with droplets,
suddenly narrowed. “It’s time we got what we wanted?”
Cicely laughed sarcastically, “Well, it’s because of your mother, isn’t it? She
hates me because my father loved my mother, and because your father loved
her too. What other reason could there be for her to agree to let her son marry
me?”
Seth’s expression darkened further, “Did you hear something?”
“The plots you and your mother conjured together? It’s quite remarkable that I
would get wind of it. So, why then? Well, Charlie mentioned it was for my safety.
Is your mother sick again, ready to burst in here and stab me at any moment?”
For the first time, Seth’s expression could be described as furious, “Cicely, even
if you’re trying to provoke me, I won’t let you go out tonight. We can separate,
sure, but only after Issac’s dead the day after tomorrow.”
The water stopped dripping from his face, and with that, Seth took her hand and
led her to the bed. “You’ve said too much tonight. If you want to keep talking,
after I dry your hair, I’ll listen for as long as you want.”
Cicely closed her eyes, letting him dry her hair. “So, I was that annoying before.
You have quite the patience.”
Seth paused for a moment, then continued to run his fingers through her scalp,
her soft hair slipping through the warm air from the dryer. Afterward, he went
into the bathroom himself.
Cicely opened the door to the room, and the two men were still stationed
outside. Charlie leaned against the wall, scrolling through his phone. Seeing
Cicely, he suddenly stood up straight. “Ma’am.”
Cicely looked impassive, “I want some milk.”
Charlie was briefly taken aback, then quickly responded, “Right away, ma’am.”
Cicely closed the door again.
When Seth came out of the shower, Charlie was just knocking on the door,
holding a glass of milk.
“It’s for Ms. Cicely.”
Seth withdrew his gaze and remained silent.
Cicely leaned against the headboard, browsing her phone. The news was full of
the day’s events.
The issues with Diaz International.
The status of the Ellis family.
The condition of Mr. Ellis.
The latest developments of Danielle.
She followed the trending topics, one by one.
The issue of Diaz International was further investigated.
The Ellis Group was holding steady, thanks to Seth having taken the reins for a
while now. With him at the helm, things were relatively stable.
Her dad’s surgery had been a roaring success.
Danielle’s face was ruined, her body riddled with shards of glass, large patches
of skin burnt away. But she had dumb luck on her side. She had been close to
the window when the blast threw her out, landing her outside where she was
scorched for a good while. At least she was still breathing, her organs
miraculously unharmed.
How did that woman always manage to land on her feet? It’s the good ones that
die young, while the wicked seem to live forever.
Cicely had enough of the screen and got up, grabbing the glass of milk. Charlie
was thoughtful as ever; the milk was the perfect temperature. She tilted her
head back, took a gulp, and then walked over to the bed, pulling back the
covers to slide in.
Seth was outside on a call, seemingly about the Ellis Group.
When he returned, he climbed into bed, pulling her into his embrace. Cicely
wasn’t asleep, and she didn’t open her eyes in his arms. “We’re on the brink of
divorce. You find this amusing?”
“Not in the least. Maybe I should pin you down and have my way with you a few
times? Would that be amusing?”
Cicely’s eyes fluttered, her arm resting on her waist, palm on her belly, and she
fell silent.
Today had been draining, and even though nothing had turned out as she had
hoped, exhaustion took over, and Cicely quickly fell asleep. Her shallow breaths
danced on his chest, the familiar soft warmth in his arms, yet something felt
different.
She had actually brought up divorce.
Seth gazed down at her smooth forehead and curled lashes, his arms around
her tightening slightly. After a moment, he lowered his head and kissed her
forehead.
*
The next day, under Seth’s supervision, Cicely had breakfast and changed into
clean clothes. “I want to go see my dad.”
“You can visit him for 30 minutes this afternoon.”
“I’m going to see Issac first.”
Seth remained silent.
Cicely clenched her fists, looking up at Seth with a cold indifference. “You’re not
planning to keep me cooped up here for two days, are you?”
After a brief silence, Seth slipped into the clean clothes Charlie had laid out for
him and said indifferently, “I’ll come with you.”
Cicely didn’t bother to respond; it was pointless.
At the door, two men in black suits stood guard as Charlie lingered nearby, but
with Seth by her side, no one stopped her.
When they reached the ICU where Issac was supposed to be, there was no one
there. Issac wasn’t in his bed, and Brody wasn’t by his side. The entire ICU had
been cleared out, devoid of any trace of its previous occupants.
Cicely’s gaze landed on the empty scene, her mind buzzing, and then
everything went blank.Seth stood behind her, his expression somber as he watched her silhouette.
Her head turned slowly from side to side, disbelief etched on her face as she
took in her surroundings, unable to accept what had happened. After what felt
like an eternity, she spun around, her eyes bloodshot with distress. “Issac’s
dead?”
She spoke directly, confronting the cruel, ruthless reality she least wanted to
face.
Seth’s deep-set eyes flickered slightly as he replied, his voice cool, “I don’t
know.”
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Cicely suddenly stepped toward him, and up close, the resentment in her gaze
was unmistakable. She pushed against his chest with both hands.
A woman’s strength isn’t much. Seth thought she might slap him in fury, as she
had done the day before, but instead she pushed him, and caught off guard, he
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
“Is
her gaze,
holding back restraint and forbearance.
go out
dinner, take a
off, her eyes shimmering with a layer
unshed tears.
his voice suddenly turning cold, “He
gaze drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern face in silence. Then, as if
pulled out
phone to her
it started to ring. She tried again, with the
or six attempts, she gave up and walked
in chaos, but the director could only
her to calm down.
How can someone
the patient was taken by his father.
You can’t save a
point of this
her
exhausted and without any
director’s office, like a zombie
she mechanically dialed
result was the same. The call
began.
away her phone, her hand resting on her eyes, her slender
ball. She seemed to be crying,
and sorrow were palpable.
approached her and gently pulled her into his
his deep and gentle voice emanating
go have lunch.”
no attempt to
a minute of silence, she spoke
and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want
restaurants outside.”
paused, surprised. Her current calm
hysteria, seemed far too out of
closed her eyes,
her up. Cicely did not refuse, her body showing
fatigue as she leaned on
instructed Charlie
Seth handed her a glass of
accepted. After she drank, she nestled
hour later, Charlie brought
with a slow, distinctive elegance.
mouth with a napkin, and looked at
you not
grip on his cup
couch, her tone as cold and indifferent as
taking Issac away, making me
not that
divorce you over him?”
silent. After setting the glass down,
might be right.”
What else
in my hands good enough? Or is it because I was
a feeling of being dumped, and you
has been trampled on, and you can’t get over
clenched, his thin lips pressed into a straight
a long while, he hooked his lips
no
be ended for
lips curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t
me?”
fact is you wanted to dump me. Why would I
you for no
a cold smile,
“For no reason,
door
stepped in, “Mr. Diaz, the company
it can’t be delayed
of the previous day and losing an
and executives were
work phone had been bombarded with calls, including the one Mr.
him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to the Ellis
side, cool
Mr. Diaz was
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
slowly closed her eyes against the
couch.
his jacket from the couch.
It’s a mess out there, and you won’t gain anything
the hospital to avoid unnecessary
silent. She could hear Seth’s footsteps fading
detached voice at the door. “Keep a
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
the table and tidy up the
remnants of the meal.
ward. Two burly men followed her as if
natural thing in the
to Creighton’s intensive care
waited outside for a
could enter.
was still not optimistic. Creighton needed
forty-eight hours to be truly out of
She
and rested her cheek against
down
inside her.
said in those recordings. Yes,
USB drive.
It can
automatically. As soon as
issue. Joel and his team are working hard
that’s ready and we retrieve the files,
need to worry. I’m your
mistreated? I agreed to go to the justice department because I
dare to
as I prove I’m clear,
up, but I’ve
thought of it makes my hands itch to
a mess to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need
to get arrested, I won’t. However, I still intend
place up. Dad, you’ve got to recover quickly and
support.”
tears at the corner of her eyes. She
heart was full of pain
say
talk about Issac’s situation,
pregnant. But everyone
someone died, it was
excitement for them.
one person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the thought
is infuriating.
cared for her would react the
she couldn’t bring herself to tell Creighton
these issues.
much Issac meant to her, how heartbroken she’d
Seth, and how ill-timed a pregnancy would be
she
talked to Creighton about trivial things, carefully
the Diaz
hour passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came
Cicely went to the hospital’s park and
was the parking lot. Her mind was a
about was hoping for Creighton to wake up; she couldn’t figure
anything beyond that.
blankly at the distant parking
with large bags and happy faces,
familiar figure
At that moment, her phone
asked about her dad and
eyes narrowed. Danielle.Seth stood behind her, his expression somber as he
side, disbelief etched on her
to accept what had happened.
she spun around, her
dead?”
the cruel, ruthless
face.
eyes flickered slightly as he
know.”
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stepped toward him, and up close, the resentment in her
pushed against
Seth thought she might slap him in
done the day before, but instead she pushed him, and
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
“Is Issac really
her
widened, holding back restraint and forbearance.
go out last
you needed to have dinner, take a shower,
gone.” She cut him off, her eyes
unshed tears.
face darkened, his voice suddenly turning cold,
stern face in silence.
pulled out
the phone to
moment it started to ring. She
After five or six attempts, she gave up and walked
chaos, but the director could only
her to calm down.
is he? How can someone just
taken by his father. We
what good are you? You can’t save a life, and you can’t stop someone
What’s the point of this
her frustration.
end, exhausted and without any answers, she
director’s office, like a
against the hallway wall, she mechanically dialed
the result was the same. The call was disconnected as
began.
hand resting on her
a ball. She seemed to be crying,
and sorrow were palpable.
her into his arms, his
head, his deep and gentle voice
go have lunch.”
her, making no attempt to struggle or resist.
minute
juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat or anything
restaurants outside.”
surprised. Her current calm and compliance,
hysteria, seemed far too
her eyes, “I’m
bent down and picked her up. Cicely did not refuse, her
leaned on him,
Charlie to
bed, and Seth handed her a glass of water,
After she drank, she nestled
later,
always ate with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually, she set down
a napkin,
you not want to divorce
on his cup tightened
on the couch, her tone as cold and indifferent
by taking Issac away, making me unable
just think he’s left, not that he’s dead,
divorce you over him?”
glass down, he said, “It sounds
might be right.”
lip, “Why? What else do
good enough? Or is it because I was the one who
being dumped, and you feel that your
and you can’t get over it, so you
was tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.
while, he hooked his
no matter
be ended
a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just
me?”
fact is you wanted to
for no
a cold smile, grew chillier
no reason,
on the door interrupted them, and Seth turned
Charlie stepped in, “Mr. Diaz, the company matters
waiting for you; it can’t be delayed
the events of the previous day and losing an
and
work phone had been bombarded with calls, including the one
him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to
by his wife’s side, cool
Mr. Diaz was unaware of how bad
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
withdrew her gaze and slowly closed her eyes against the
couch.
jacket from the couch.
mess out there, and you won’t gain anything
hospital to
silent. She could hear Seth’s footsteps fading away,
a close eye on her. Don’t take
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
the table and tidy
remnants of the meal.
the ward. Two burly
natural thing in the
Creighton’s intensive care unit. The
waited outside
could enter.
not optimistic. Creighton needed to stabilize
forty-eight hours to be truly out
nodded and thanked the doctor. She then sat
rested her
pushing down the sourness and fear welling
inside her.
said in those recordings. Yes, I said it,
USB drive. He’s part of
that drive is a bit special. It
automatically. As soon
Joel and his team are working hard
that’s ready and we retrieve the files,
I’m your daughter,
I agreed to go to the justice department
innocence. If they dare to bring
clear, I’ll tear the place
growing up, but
my hands
be a mess to deal with later, and
don’t want me to get arrested, I won’t. However, I
place up. Dad, you’ve got to
support.”
up and wiped away the tears at the corner of her
graying hair. Her heart was full of pain and tenderness. Right
to say
about Issac’s situation, her desire
she might be pregnant.
died,
excitement for them.
becomes another’s
is infuriating.
truly cared for her would react the most, and offer her
That was why she couldn’t bring herself to tell Creighton
these issues.
much Issac meant to
how ill-timed a pregnancy would be
Seth too, so she couldn’t tell
about trivial things,
aftermath of the Diaz
the ICU doctor came in to ask her
the unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and sat on a
was the parking
think about was hoping for Creighton to wake up;
anything beyond that.
blankly at the distant
large bags and happy faces, others rushing in
familiar figure carrying
hospital. At that
Grandpa calling. He asked about her dad and
narrowed. Danielle… Erik said, “Go check on her
man as he
one that had clashed with Seth in
debates before.
Another assistant
care of
the family,
doctor in the house, and she had not even returned home
Danielle is doing, I heard
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and walked over to the railing and watched the
going in the
other end of
railing tightly as
hadn’t dilly-dallied and just
It wouldn’t have taken much, maybe
ten might
Issac wouldn’t
with helplessness and a choke
from the phone, “Cicely…”
you know what Issac meant to me? He was like the
noticeable when around, but now that
the old man’s granddaughter.
it wasn’t for Patty wasting so much time
wouldn’t have died.
deep breath, “Alright.
for you.”
away her phone
hospital.
been in Danielle’s room for long before Cicely arrived. Charlie
some lunch. The two following
to either side of the hospital room door, not
her.
Danielle’s room, looking
bed, peeling
top, when she heard a knock and
doorway.
could react, Patty had already jumped to her
warily. “What are
the room. These
and hate. It was best
affairs.
“Ms. Patty, Danielle has
closer to her than you are, so why wouldn’t I
that said, she
on the person wrapped up so tightly
mouth visible.
crusted with dry skin. Those bloodshot eyes
her
tear Cicely apart.
and
So I came to see just how pitiful you are. Covered
healed,
point of living
no humanity? That’s your cousin you’re talking
wish her
could no longer hold back, shaking with rage. Her voice
yet Cicely remained indifferent, her gaze
that peeked out from the bandages looked both
at her with a fury that seemed desperate to
hatred.
Seems like, Issac
under a
you suffer misfortune?”
trembled, “You are the cursed one.” Her voice was
speaking was pulling at her
eyes.
slowly cooled. “Danielle, if you hadn’t returned to
things wouldn’t have happened. I wouldn’t have met you or
make no more difference to me than if
suddenly shouted beside her, “Do
sound? Danielle and Seth are like stray dogs
how you used to cling to
slowly turned her head, her detached and icy gaze making
“What
your mind?” Cicely finally said,
deliberately picking a fight? Everyone knows
He always thought I was heartless and ungrateful, but
actually you who are the most
“You…”
we hadn’t come to save you, do you think you’d still be alive to argue with
gratitude, but
for your oh-so-superior
eyes intensifying. “You saving us?
Diaz International, trying to curry favor so
would you bother to
you hadn’t come, we would have
this. You have the nerve to come here and
begun to
it all. How twisted must one’s morals and
to be unable to distinguish
blatantly distort the truth.
narrowing with a dangerous glint
closer. “If we hadn’t come along, Danielle would be nothing
would you. Your fate?
back at her
I never expected you to be falling over yourselves
They were saved
day from here on out, you live with
weren’t for
temples throb
Got what he deserved, didn’t he?” The fury that had been brewing now crashed over Cicely like waves
as if the explosion that had rocked
inside her head. “You think he got what he
his death
wild rage emanating from Cicely, trembled from head
her panic, she raised the paring knife she’d been nervously
you
figure rigid as a statue. Patty’s
mocking smile. “Am I wrong? I
your
doom. If you hadn’t come, how could he have
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veins on Cicely’s forehead stood out starkly against
she felt. “Even if I did
if you hadn’t stalled me for Danielle, Danielle would
wouldn’t have died. No one in their
something like that.”
lying in her bed, sensed the dangerous mood that
the sharp paring
pain in her body,
her raspy voice.
to go upstairs to fetch your
boarded the rescue helicopter right from the start, Issac
might have even gone back for
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
voice was now interspersed with painful
you with his body. No matter
on me and Patty.”
speechless. No matter her reasons for wanting to go
dress at such a time, it
known it from the
had still saved them. They owed Issac a
unforgivable as his death being
could there be such
clenched into fists, her
gloating, reveling in Cicely’s pain.
smugness. Cicely and the late Millie
nothing more than a call girl,
arrogantly than anyone else, always
the men seemed to
hadn’t seen her
witnessing it through her daughter. She could almost see Millie’s
Cicely’s anguish.
tinged with satisfaction and triumph
her, badly, by any means
a long silence, Cicely suddenly let out
know why I came to save
your favor. You probably haven’t
a faint smile and slowly lifted her left hand. As Patty’s gaze
hand, Cicely continued in a mocking
and even Danielle on the sickbed
incredulously at Cicely.
wonder Patty could confront
Now she kind of realized it. It
relieving.
a few days after Ray nearly
composure shattered, “You’re
seen a similar ring on Seth? Or do
It’s in the drawer of the bedroom
a few seconds, staring
more grotesquely. “No!
me…”
dismissive, “Then why would he suddenly
had already given up on him. Now that I think about it,
around that time.
Patty was struggling to control herself, the knife in her
fall for you.
nodded, feigning understanding, “Well, so other than him loving
can’t think of why he would choose
was for the Ellis Group shares, nothing
that’s the case, being
Why lie to you? I can’t
recovering from her shock, eyed the trembling knife in
“Cicely, if you’re done,
the
spend time with him
turned to Danielle, her eyes
Who says my dad’s
piercing her and continued
They have been keeping it a
dying? Creighton is dying?!”
and as she turned, she saw Patty’s crazed
her, the knife lunging toward
in shock, instinctively shielded her
lunged again. “It’s all your
retreat halted by the hutch
but to reach out and grasp Patty’s wrist.
wrong with you?!”
hands seemed to emanate from
shivers through Cicely’s taut nerves. Patty’s
her cheeks as she glared at Cicely, unable to
“It’s all because of you! If it weren’t for
fine. Everyone would be fine. You’re like
go find Millie and
emotional outburst. Did
What was going
much, why did Patty want to kill her
never fall
of Millie and Cicely. One moment it was Millie’s face,
flipping back
look, glanced down at the knife in her
to wrestle it
Cicely’s hand.
then Patty gave her a cruel smile. “I told you once at
if I die, I’ll make sure Seth hates you for
Cicely could process her words, Patty yanked Cicely’s hand, turned
and plunged it into her
in horror as Patty, clutching
Cicely’s face and clothes.
warm blood painted Cicely’s hands
slide down, she
blanket tightly.
agonized expression spoke volumes. That
was on the blanket indescribably tight, her eyes locked onto Danielle’s,
to convey
and
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
burst open as Shane and two
The scene
bed, drenched in blood, while Cicely
knife, her clothes
out of it and called
fainted. The room descended into chaos, and Cicely stood frozen
suspicious and avoidant glances
been tough and brash, but she
a gory scene, especially not this
ushered out of the room
shakily washed the blood from her hands,
in a daze, she made her way to Creighton’s intensive
before visiting hours and stood outside
with her immediately called
as they stood by her
she overheard
are you
you need to leave
few seconds of
“Cicely.”
blinked, slowly lifting her head and turning toward
her, well-preserved, exuding a
a young lady, an air of graceful
softening her
at the familiar
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
her, and with a slight
you, such a mess.” The
wince and step aside.
see Cicely’s abnormal reaction. With a furrowed brow, Lana
cradling her niece’s face.
and she shook her head slightly, but tears filled her
nonetheless.
had braced herself, but seeing Cicely’s tears, she
cry even when Millie had passed
had been through, Lana took a deep breath
into an embrace. Stroking her hair,
am here now.”
raced to the hospital. Patty was
witnessed upon entering
the
out in
words, not wanting to influence Seth’s perception
how it was explained, everything
Cicely.
arrived at Creighton’s ICU and saw
deep in conversation.
men in black sighed in relief when they saw Seth. “Mr.
Cicely tensed.
man before her. Handsome,
his years. But still,
at composure, Lana’s experienced eyes
through his façade.
wonder Cicely
are Seth? My niece’s husband?” Lana’s
confusion.
Cicely, whose face was ghastly pale, he asked, “Your
lingering for a
might
on a divorce, her condition is none
for you
she had made up her mind about right
to it tenaciously, a trait that had often caused her
headaches.
words, Seth’s face darkened immediately, “Who said
divorce?”
marriage is beyond saving, why not let it
continue living
young, so neither of you wastes the
kept his eyes intently on Cicely, his
emotionless. “Did you
her eyes at the
“I’ll give you the shares
“Is Issac dead?”
of Issac, Cicely’s eyes shook, and she looked
which means we can’t
Cicely’s heart, “Seth, just to avoid a divorce, you would
something to do with Issac’s disappearance? Unless
eyes, or hear of his death, we’re bound
“Think what you want.”
suddenly let out a chilly laugh, “I asked your mother, ‘Do
fall for me, and I
actions now. Could it be that
in his pocket clenched slightly, his
tell my
her to
your proposal. And I asked her if you
locked onto her, sharp
interested in their emotional entanglement. Glancing
“I’ll go talk to the doctor, arrange for a discharge as soon
dad and you first, and then we’ll arrange for someone
bring your grandfather over.”
was already walking away but
Seth before turning to Cicely, “If he refuses
If I remember
irreconcilable differences, living apart for two years will
dissolve a marriage.”
“I’ll come
to follow Lana, Seth caught
restraint, “Do you really think I’d let
leave just like that?”
go ahead and finalize
her silently, his voice subdued and
provoke me.”
heart sank a little. “It sounds like you’re planning on killing
on leaving?”
“No.”
good. So, I’ll be leaving and I’ll complete other procedures
later.”
on
understand
growl. For a moment, she was
He spoke again, his gentle voice marked by
“Behave, Cicely.
palpitations. Painfully,
his shackles. She didn’t answer
him
darker his gaze was,
instinctively as she struggled.
winced. A thin layer of sweat had pushed
and grasped
his grip as unyielding
surprised. In the end, it was with all her
break
his grip loosened, Lana quickly pulled Cicely behind her,
skipping a
bottomless eyes.
was that? It was deep,
bottom of an abyss, devoid of sound, wind, breath, or
and hurried away. She had never
seemed to live in eternal
and wondered if she
had provoked.
their retreating figures emotionlessly.
don’t provoke me.” Lana’s heart raced as
“Don’t provoke me,” the
more ominous in hindsight.
had never considered how severe the consequences
could be.
where the confidence came from, but she’d
killed if
said.
again, she was
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doctor,
slot. Perhaps it was the presence of
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
the visiting time was half an hour, Lana did not stay
Even for her big brother, she couldn’t bear
small talk for thirty minutes. She never liked wasting her time
meaningless activities.d2
about fifteen minutes, Lana glanced at
holding her father’s, her plea for comfort both
her lips. She raised her hand to gently
“You stay here with your dad for now. I’ll go
grandpa.”
lightly, “Then I’ll visit
worry too much. Your grandpa’s spirit is much stronger than
After all, what hadn’t he lived through in
her mouth to speak, but
managed a soft “Mhm.”
her hands sliding into the pockets of her
you, and
little. With
Seth would do next. Especially concerning those two
his side, she felt clueless
ICU, they were met by two police
path. Their eyes glanced over the documents in their hands
on Cicely’s face. “Are
uniforms, a wave of panic
noticed
glance.
Cicely, there’s been an allegation against you for intentional assault
with us to
of
flickered, immediately thinking of Patty.
it seemed anyone would
it; she went crazy on her own.” she
just asking for your cooperation at
officer interrupted
away.
was the Department of Justice,
an eerie sense
anything wrong yet was
herself between Cicely and the officers. “Hold
right here first. Are you taking her
a pretext to
expressions grew stern. “Ma’am, please watch your
our work,”
Is that how bold
days? Can’t
officer’s face grew serious, “We’ll
evidence. If she’s not involved, she’ll
smile dripping with sarcasm, “So you’ll keep her
the investigation
frown deepened, “She’s a suspect in
I don’t let you take
punishable by up to three years in prison,
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
pulling Lana aside, then stepped forward to face
different question. “Who
they answered, “Mr.
whole being feeling like it had been
a moment of suffocation, numbness set in.
him, was this his
in Lana’s throat at the realization of the depth of the
ruthlessness.
a long pause, Cicely nodded slowly.
particular, lost in thought. Then, after
any disturbance, rose gently.
responded gravely, “Don’t worry, I won’t let
right now.”
Cicely seemed not to hear Lana’s
as if to herself.
on her niece’s profile, noticing the faint,
smile.
really love
could confirm that it was Seth who sent Issac away, probably
to
Seth loved her.
starting to feel maybe he loved
leave with
her wrist from gripping tightly
loved her as well.
once asked him plainly, and he
So she wasn’t sure.
this question, the
this moment, she still couldn’t understand that
Reaper had stayed. It’s
twilit night that just lost light
darkening.
some
metaphor.
“He does.”
people’s love is abnormal, and that’s the
answer made Cicely smile. “Do you think
young girl in front of her was
think about
and nodded faintly. “You just got
arrange for dad to leave, and visit grandpa. In order
trouble anymore, I’ll just go with
just come back; she felt like she just had
Ellis family couldn’t now bear any more
brow furrowed instantly as she
and gave her a gentle smile, “Just going in for
“No way!”
through the
law enforcement officers beside them darkened in
are well within our
according to the
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
Cicely suddenly cut Lana off.
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years of being spoiled rotten overseas,
forgotten a lot about the situation
on grandpa and make sure
with them. And, could you please go first?
looking like I’m being sent off
admitted that thinking about such seemingly
but that was just the kind of sentimental
she was.
breath with her eyes closed. “I’ll go
need. With everything that’s happened these past
to arrange and deal with, and I don’t understand any of it. I’m relying
get back. You don’t need to come
for other
was silent for two seconds. “Alright, I’ll take care of everything and
pick you up
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
Lana left, two officers approached,
other pulled out handcuffs.
Cicely’s eyes suddenly
just moments ago was replaced
distress. “What are
as a suspect, we need to ensure
cooperate with us.”
don’t want to wear
of the Ellis family. How could she
won’t run. So
“If you
necessary forceful action.”
they did just that. Without letting Cicely argue,
a “click,” those delicate wrists were encircled by
steel of the cuffs.
in her nose, biting her lip hard to
eyes. Her hands
relaxed.
at the emergency exit,
his deep-set eyes calmly watching her. She
The officer
fixed on the woman between them, especially
around her hands. His
clenched tightly. After a moment, he
go
to the bone, stared back at him. Despite the sweltering
seeping into her
which had just shown fear and panic, was now facing him.
indifference, to anger, to detachment, to a
curve on her lips.
you? The Ellis family hasn’t fallen
if I did actually hurt someone, my family would ensure my
think you can make me give in this way? Let me
many days can you keep
as if something feral was struggling
of his gaze. His
bulging, knuckles whitening, his palm’s circulation cut
voice was tense, as if something was
choking him.
his words, “Know when
down at the cold, silvery handcuffs on her hands, “Is this
of showing goodwill?”
didn’t wait to see Seth’s reaction or hear what he
forward. “Weren’t you in a
if you’re not,
quickly
leaving the hospital, Cicely stopped again. Staring at the
softly, “Could you cover this up
borrowed a lab coat from the
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
was ugly. Really
*
car to
went. She was then directed to sit in the
unease, she pretended to
room was small, with a one-way mirror
and a cheaply varnished table with a
The working conditions were
uniformed officers, pistols at their hips, stood stoically
interrogation didn’t begin immediately. Cicely sat quietly, picking
on the
thought about the cop
the interrogation as a psychological tactic, but
She didn’t hurt anyone.
the one-way glass, Seth watched
indifferent.
the interrogator entered.
actual interrogation.
Liar.
so-called statement began. The interrogator asked
events.
she shared
that she and Seth had
loved her like
loon.”
grabbed my hand and stabbed herself with the
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