The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 2051-2060

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

was in a trance.

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Why did everything have to come crashing down today?

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

out about their pregnancy.

Cicely’s look was nothing new to her.d2

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

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

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

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

me so many all at once.”

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

Cicely.

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

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

It was sour.

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

her favorite comfort food.

*

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

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

hand on her belly, and closed her eyes.

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

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

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

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

next to him.

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

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

the emergency room door.

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

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

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

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

didn’t know what else she could do.

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

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

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

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

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

it.

*

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

the emergency room still burning.

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

sign that the situation was dire.

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

composure also began to crumble.

*

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

until past eight.

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

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

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

and forth, signaling a critical phase in the operation.

Cicely sat motionless, her mind blank with shock.

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

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

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

…

Silence engulfed the hallway.

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

rushed to help him up.

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

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

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

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

everything we could.”

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

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

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

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

Brody staggered, supported only by Charlie’s strength.

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

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

if he was shaken to the core.

“Cicely, come on!”

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

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

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

scared alone, Issac… don’t leave me…”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ma’am!” cried Charlie in alarm.

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

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

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

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

save him? If you can’t, get out!”

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

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

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

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

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

you won’t want me either?”

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

dies, I don’t want you either!”

…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

happened and stay together?

No, they couldn’t.

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

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

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

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

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

might shatter, and she winced in agony.

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

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

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

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

her eyes before he finally spoke a single word.

“Fine.”

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

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

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

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

if he wanted.d2

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

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

two would eventually brew into a profound regret.

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

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

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

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

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

Charlie was visibly shocked.

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

several Diaz Internationals.

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

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

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

advance.”

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

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

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

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

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

interest to behave and not provoke me.”

Cicely’s eyelashes trembled.

“Charlie!”

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

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

watch her finish it.”

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

With that said, Seth turned to leave.

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

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

eyes, and walked away.

Issac had been taken to the ICU.

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

streaming down his face.

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

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

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

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

before Brody.

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

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

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

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

“It’s not your fault, miss.”

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

my fault, Brody. It is all my fault.”

Brody closed his eyes in resignation.

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

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

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

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

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

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

indeed, but she was also petulant.

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

own right.

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

her apology.

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

It’s just fate.”

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

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

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

minutes tonight.”

*

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

cypress trees.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

phone pressed to his ear.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I’ll handle Diaz International myself.”

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

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

him swallow his pride and come asking for a favor?

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

“Help me save someone.”

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

“That’s right.”

“And if we fail?”

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

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

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

reaction was more relaxed than expected.

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

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

for her.

“Mr. Diaz.”

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

prepare dinner, and you serve her this?”

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

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

informed Carly. She’s on it.”

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

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

slighted.

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

sofa, tossing it over the backrest.

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

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

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

need to eat dinner.”

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

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

make me miserable?”

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

could outdo Cicely when it came to making others miserable.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

agony, I won’t bother you.”

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

prepare?”

Charlie hesitated, “Enough for two.”

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

“Will do.”

Cicely’s eyes darkened.

Before long, Carly had the food delivered.

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

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

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

should be wasting energy today.”

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

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

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

Seth and Charlie were right.

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

crossing paths.

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

Charlie quickly exited the room.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Charlie shuddered. Seth’s expression was dead serious.

“Understood.”

*

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

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

blurred, and two arms barred her way.

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

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

Charlie.

“What’s all this?”

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

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

revenge, planning to come kill me?”

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

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

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

a grudge against me.”

Charlie was at a loss for words.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“And what if I don’t?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I want to go out.”

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

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

“Take a shower and get some rest.”

“Seth!”

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

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

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

Cicely hung up without another word.

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

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

streams of traffic.

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

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

*

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

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

and headed straight for her.

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

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

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

tall and straight silhouette reflected on the glass.

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

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

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

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

want to divorce you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

the glass in Seth’s face.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

me?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You have quite the patience.”

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

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

into the bathroom himself.

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

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

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

Cicely looked impassive, “I want some milk.”

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

Cicely closed the door again.

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

holding a glass of milk.

“It’s for Ms. Cicely.”

Seth withdrew his gaze and remained silent.

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

the day’s events.

The issues with Diaz International.

The status of the Ellis family.

The condition of Mr. Ellis.

The latest developments of Danielle.

She followed the trending topics, one by one.

The issue of Diaz International was further investigated.

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

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

Her dad’s surgery had been a roaring success.

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

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

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

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

miraculously unharmed.

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

die young, while the wicked seem to live forever.

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

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

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

covers to slide in.

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

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

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

divorce. You find this amusing?”

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

times? Would that be amusing?”

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

fell silent.

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

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

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

different.

She had actually brought up divorce.

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

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

forehead.

*

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

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

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

“I’m going to see Issac first.”

Seth remained silent.

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

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

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

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

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

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

with Seth by her side, no one stopped her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

dead?”

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

face.

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

know.”

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

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

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

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

swayed almost imperceptibly.d2

persisted, “Is Issac really

her

holding back restraint

go

to have dinner, take

him off, her

unshed tears.

suddenly

upward, studying Seth’s stern

pulled out her phone and dialed

phone to

started

six attempts, she gave up

was in chaos,

her to calm down.

is he? How can

by his father. We couldn’t

You can’t save a life,

point of

her vent her frustration. Seth stood by, allowing

a scene. In the end, exhausted

office, like a zombie devoid of thought, nearly drifting

the hallway wall, she mechanically dialed

the same. The call was disconnected

began.

phone, her hand resting on her eyes, her

ball. She seemed to be

and sorrow were palpable.

pulled her into his arms, his hand cradling

head, his deep and gentle voice emanating

go have lunch.”

no attempt to struggle or

a minute

juice and Tom Yum soup.

restaurants outside.”

current calm and compliance, compared

hysteria, seemed far

her eyes, “I’m

Cicely

she leaned on

instructed Charlie to

on the bed, and Seth handed her a glass of

she drank,

hour later, Charlie brought

ate with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,

napkin, and looked at Seth

“Do you not want to divorce

grip on his cup

was leaning on the couch, her

think, by taking Issac away,

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

divorce you over him?”

remained silent. After setting the glass down, he

might be right.”

her lip, “Why? What else

it

of being dumped, and you feel that

been trampled on, and you can’t

jaw was tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed

long while, he hooked his

of him. “So no matter what, this marriage…

to be

a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just pretend you

me?”

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

you for no

tinged with a cold

“For no

a knock on the door

Charlie stepped in, “Mr. Diaz, the company matters

you; it can’t be delayed any

the previous day and

shareholders and

bombarded with calls,

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

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

believe Mr. Diaz was unaware

situation truly was.

“Okay.”

slowly closed her

couch.

jacket from the

a mess out there, and

put in the hospital to

silent. She could hear Seth’s footsteps fading

“Keep a close eye on her.

anywhere but the hospital.”

“Understood.”

*

to clear the table and tidy up the room,

remnants of the meal.

ward. Two burly men followed her as if

natural thing in the

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

were busy, so she waited outside for a

could enter.

doctor’s report was still not

the critical forty-eight hours to be truly out

the doctor. She then sat beside the bed,

and rested

closed her eyes, pushing down the sourness and fear welling

inside her.

worry about what was said in those

trick Ray. Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part of a

It

automatically.

Joel and his team are working

that’s ready and we retrieve the files, I’ll

your daughter, after all. How could

agreed to go to the justice department because I

evidence of my innocence. If they dare to bring me

as I prove I’m clear,

caused plenty of trouble growing up, but

thought of it makes my

to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need your

me to get arrested, I

Dad, you’ve got to recover quickly and be

support.”

wiped away the tears at the corner of her

hair. Her heart was full of pain and tenderness. Right

say to

talk about Issac’s situation,

that she might be pregnant. But everyone who should know

Even if someone died, it

excitement for them.

person’s tragedy becomes

is infuriating.

people who truly cared for her would react the most,

was why she couldn’t bring herself

these issues.

knew how much Issac meant to her, how heartbroken

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

too, so she couldn’t tell

Creighton about trivial

the Diaz

quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to ask

went to the

the fence was the parking lot. Her mind was

think about was hoping for Creighton to wake up; she couldn’t

anything beyond that.

stared blankly at the distant parking lot,

leaving with large bags and happy faces,

a familiar figure carrying things

hospital. At that moment, her phone

He asked about

Danielle.Seth stood behind her, his expression somber as he

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

accept what had

she spun around, her eyes

dead?”

the cruel, ruthless

face.

eyes flickered slightly as he

know.”

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stepped toward him, and up close, the resentment

unmistakable. She pushed against his chest with both

much. Seth thought she might slap him

instead she pushed him, and caught

swayed almost imperceptibly.d2

persisted, “Is Issac really

met her gaze,

widened, holding back restraint and forbearance. “Why didn’t

go out

take

off, her eyes shimmering with a

unshed tears.

his voice suddenly turning

stern face in

out

phone to her

call was cut off the moment it started to ring. She

six attempts, she gave up

was in chaos, but the director could only

her to calm down.

How can

by

save a life, and

point

let her vent her frustration. Seth

scene. In the end, exhausted and without any answers,

office, like a zombie devoid of

hallway wall, she

same. The call was disconnected as

began.

her phone, her hand resting on her eyes, her

a ball. She seemed to

and sorrow were palpable.

her into

her head, his deep and gentle voice emanating from above

go have lunch.”

no attempt to struggle

about a minute of silence,

Yum soup. I don’t want meat

restaurants outside.”

surprised. Her current calm

seemed far too

her

her up. Cicely did not

as she leaned on

Charlie

laid on the bed, and Seth

After she drank, she nestled into the

later, Charlie brought

a slow, distinctive

mouth with a napkin, and looked at Seth

you not want to divorce

grip on his

the couch, her tone as cold and

you think, by taking Issac away,

left, not that he’s dead, and that I

divorce you over him?”

the glass down, he

might be right.”

tugged at her lip, “Why? What else do you

my hands good enough? Or is it because I

a feeling of being dumped, and

can’t

was tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed into a straight line. He

a long while, he hooked his

of him. “So no

be ended for

lips curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just

me?”

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

you for no

eyes, tinged with a cold smile,

no

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

in, “Mr. Diaz, the

waiting for you; it can’t be delayed any

of the previous day

and executives

had been bombarded with calls,

had first gone to the Ellis

wife’s side,

didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware of how bad

situation truly was.

“Okay.”

gaze and slowly closed her eyes against the

couch.

and grabbed his jacket from the couch. “I’ve

It’s a mess out there, and you won’t gain

put in the hospital to avoid

silent. She could hear Seth’s

a close eye on her. Don’t take

anywhere but the hospital.”

“Understood.”

*

the table

remnants of the meal.

ward. Two burly men followed her as if it

thing in the

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

were busy, so she waited outside for a good

could enter.

was still not optimistic. Creighton needed to stabilize

the critical forty-eight hours to be truly

nodded and thanked the doctor. She then sat beside the bed,

hand, and rested her cheek against

her eyes, pushing down the sourness and

inside her.

said in those recordings. Yes, I said

to trick Ray. Joel gave me that USB

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

and hides automatically.

issue. Joel and his team

that’s ready and we retrieve the files, I’ll

to worry. I’m your daughter, after all.

agreed to go to the justice

innocence. If they dare to

I’m clear,

growing up, but I’ve never actually

thought of it makes my hands

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

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

Dad, you’ve got to recover quickly and be

support.”

away the tears at the corner

graying hair. Her heart was full of pain and tenderness.

so much to say to someone, so

about Issac’s situation, her desire

pregnant. But

Even if someone died, it was

excitement for them.

becomes another’s entertainment, the thought

is infuriating.

truly cared for her would react the most, and offer her

was why she couldn’t bring herself to

these issues.

knew how much Issac meant to

ill-timed a pregnancy would be now.

so she couldn’t

talked to Creighton about trivial things, carefully avoiding

of the Diaz

an hour passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came in

the unit, Cicely went to the

was the parking lot. Her mind was

about was hoping for Creighton to wake up; she couldn’t figure

anything beyond that.

distant parking lot, watching people

bags and happy faces,

figure carrying

At that moment, her

asked about her dad and Danielle’s

Danielle… Erik said, “Go check on her for

as he disappeared, then she

one

debates before.

Another assistant

take care of

such a calamity befalling the family,

doctor in the house, and she had not even

Danielle is doing, I

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got up and walked over to

the parking

on the other end of the phone was long

rusted railing tightly as she spoke in a

Patty and Danielle hadn’t dilly-dallied

It wouldn’t have taken much, maybe just

or even ten might have been

the blast, and Issac

voice filled with helplessness and a choke

from the phone, “Cicely…”

you know what Issac meant to me? He was

noticeable when around, but now

old man’s

so much time for the sake

wouldn’t have died.

took a deep

for you.”

put away her phone and turned, expressionless, towards

hospital.

for long

some lunch. The two

stood to either side of the hospital room

her.

Danielle’s room,

edge of the bed, peeling an apple Shane had

the top, when she heard a knock and turned to see

doorway.

react, Patty had already jumped to her

are you

left the room. These were matters among

love and hate. It was best for him to

affairs.

wry smile, “Ms. Patty, Danielle

I’m closer to her than you are, so why wouldn’t I

that said, she approached the

wrapped up so tightly on

mouth visible.

mouth was crusted with dry skin. Those bloodshot eyes

if all her strength were focused there, wishing she

tear Cicely apart.

and he

just how pitiful you

just healed, and

of living like

got no humanity? That’s

really wish

no longer hold back, shaking with

Cicely remained indifferent, her gaze

the bandages looked

at her with a fury that seemed desperate to

hatred.

like,

under a cursed star?

you suffer misfortune?”

lips trembled, “You are the cursed one.” Her

speaking was pulling at her wounds, causing tears

eyes.

you hadn’t returned

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

together make no more difference to me

suddenly shouted beside her, “Do you not

and Seth are like stray dogs to

you forgotten how you used to cling

turned her head, her detached

back. “What do you

out of your mind?” Cicely finally said, “Can’t

picking a fight? Everyone knows how

He always thought I was heartless and ungrateful, but somehow I

actually you who are

“You…”

we hadn’t come to save you, do you

I don’t expect gratitude, but

for your oh-so-superior

anger in her eyes intensifying. “You saving us?

trying to curry favor so I

and Seth? Otherwise, why would you bother to risk your lives to save

hadn’t come, we would have missed the

You have the nerve to come here

begun to settle the

the absurdity of it all. How twisted must one’s morals

to be so thankless, to be unable

blatantly distort the truth.

turned slowly, her eyes narrowing with

come along, Danielle would

Your fate? Nothing more than

to shrink back at her words, her

to be falling over yourselves with gratitude,

to understand something. Your lives? They were saved by Issac. So,

scrape by every day

for you two, he wouldn’t be

brief silence in

temples throb with

deserved, didn’t he?” The fury that had been brewing now crashed over Cicely like

if the explosion that

again inside her head. “You think he got

say his

the wild rage emanating

she raised the paring knife she’d been

you

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

a cold, mocking smile. “Am I wrong? I didn’t ask you

your own, dragging that

doom. If you hadn’t come, how could he have possibly

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Cicely’s forehead stood out

if I did come

me for Danielle, Danielle would

No one in their right

something like that.”

lying in her bed, sensed the dangerous mood

upon seeing the sharp paring knife

through the searing pain in her body,

with her raspy voice.

said you wanted to go upstairs to

right from the start,

even gone back for

Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2

voice was now interspersed with painful gasps, “Besides,

No matter what, you can’t blame

on me and Patty.”

was speechless. No matter her reasons for wanting

dress at such a time, it didn’t matter

had known it

had still saved them. They owed

as his death being

could there be

her body trembling with barely suppressed

reveling in Cicely’s pain.

late Millie

but in temperament. Millie was a nothing more than

else, always looking

the men seemed to have

had died, Patty hadn’t seen her humiliated or in

witnessing it through her daughter. She could almost see Millie’s pain

Cicely’s anguish.

satisfaction and triumph flickered in Patty’s

to hurt her, badly, by

silence, Cicely suddenly let

do you know why I came to save you? It wasn’t because

gain your favor. You probably haven’t

a faint smile and slowly lifted her left hand. As Patty’s

continued in a mocking tone, “We’re

contorted in shock, and

incredulously at Cicely.

wonder Patty could confront her with

she kind of realized it. It was indeed quite pleasant

relieving.

a few days after Ray nearly

fragile composure shattered,

never seen a similar ring on Seth? Or do you want to

certificate? It’s in the drawer of the bedroom at

seconds, staring at the

more grotesquely. “No! I don’t believe

me…”

and dismissive, “Then why would he suddenly propose

up on him. Now that I think

with another man around that time. Perhaps

to control herself, the knife in her

would never fall for you. He

“Well, so other

why he would choose to marry

for the Ellis

“If that’s the case, being open about it would

lie to you?

recovering from her shock, eyed the trembling

“Cicely, if you’re done, could

of the woods

should spend time

gaze suddenly darkened as she turned to

Who says my

Patty’s gaze piercing her and continued despite

have been keeping it a secret because of

Creighton is dying?!”

turned, she

the knife lunging toward

in shock, instinctively shielded her stomach

all your fault!

backward, her retreat halted by the hutch

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

wrong with you?!”

Patty’s hands seemed to emanate from

shivers through Cicely’s taut nerves. Patty’s eyes

her cheeks as she glared at

hatred. “It’s all because of you! If it

be fine. Everyone would be fine. You’re like a curse. You

dead, go find Millie

emotional outburst. Did she really

father’s condition this much? What was going

much, why did Patty want to kill

fall for you.” Patty’s vision swirled

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

flipping back and

glanced down at the knife in

as she thought to wrestle it away, Patty suddenly

Cicely’s hand.

frowned, but then Patty gave her a cruel

sure Seth hates you for the rest of

her words, Patty

it into her

widened in horror as Patty, clutching her hand, yanked

blood spraying onto Cicely’s face

grip, watching as her warm blood

body began to slide down, she clung to Danielle’s hospital

blanket tightly.

volumes. That word

was on the blanket indescribably tight, her

to convey a

with terror, and she finally let

“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”

burst open as Shane and two men who had

The scene stunned them

beside the bed, drenched in

a bloodstained knife, her clothes and

of it and called for a

descended into chaos, and Cicely

avoidant glances

terrified. She might have been tough and brash, but

a gory scene,

she was ushered out of the room by the

where she shakily washed the

made her way

arrived before visiting hours and stood outside the unit,

men who had been with her immediately called Seth,

to do as they stood

she overheard a commotion behind

you guys? Step

but you need to

seconds of

“Cicely.”

her head and turning toward the

before her,

from the youthful grace of a young lady, an air of

softening her

confusion at the familiar yet somehow

murmured, “Auntie Lana…”

her, and with a slight frown,

“Look at you, such a mess.” The

wince and step aside.

Cicely’s abnormal reaction. With a furrowed

her niece’s face.

shook her head

nonetheless.

seeing Cicely’s tears,

her cry even when Millie

through, Lana took

her hair, Lana whispered softly, “It’s okay,

am here now.”

to the hospital. Patty was in

had witnessed upon entering the

was stabbed in the chest, the

Danielle lay passed out in the

was careful with his words, not wanting to influence Seth’s perception

but no matter how it was

Cicely.

and saw Cicely standing with

deep in conversation.

in relief when they

Cicely tensed.

appraising the young man before

and detachment beyond his years. But still,

attempts at composure, Lana’s experienced

through his façade.

good man. No wonder Cicely

are Seth? My niece’s husband?” Lana’s words

confusion.

his gaze to Cicely, whose face was

lingering for a few seconds before

mother might be in critical

already decided on a divorce, her condition is

need for you

her mind

it tenaciously, a trait that

headaches.

her words, Seth’s face darkened immediately, “Who said we’re getting

divorce?”

let it go? Do you really think you

and continue

you’re still young, so neither of you

his eyes intently on Cicely, his

emotionless. “Did you say

her eyes

the shares

“Is Issac dead?”

eyes shook, and she looked up at Seth with

stare, “You’re

which means

just

Did you have something to do with Issac’s disappearance? Unless

leave with my own eyes, or hear of his death, we’re bound

“Think what you want.”

a chilly laugh, “I asked your

insisting you couldn’t possibly fall for me, and I agreed

Could it be that you’ve truly fallen

pocket clenched slightly, his eyes narrowing,

tell

her to use her to

we’re married, at your proposal. And I asked her if you loved

gaze locked onto

wasn’t interested in their emotional entanglement. Glancing at

the doctor, arrange for

your dad and you first, and then

bring your grandfather over.”

already walking away

before turning to Cicely, “If he refuses

so much with him. If I remember correctly,

irreconcilable differences, living apart for two years will

dissolve a marriage.”

nodded, “I’ll

moved to follow Lana, Seth caught

restraint, “Do

leave just like that?”

ahead and finalize our

stared at her silently, his voice subdued

provoke me.”

a little. “It sounds like you’re

on leaving?”

“No.”

leaving and I’ll complete other

later.”

surfaced on Seth’s face.

not understand what

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

tightened. He spoke again,

“Behave, Cicely. Don’t

was gripped by palpitations. Painfully, she twisted

shackles. She didn’t answer

him

the darker his gaze was, the

instinctively as she struggled.

A thin layer of sweat

forward, and grasped his hand, intending to help

found his grip as unyielding as iron claws embedded in

end, it was with all her

break his

his grip loosened, Lana quickly pulled Cicely behind

skipping a

bottomless eyes.

that? It was deep,

bones at the bottom of an abyss, devoid of

away. She had

seemed to

and wondered if she realized what kind of man

had provoked.

retreating figures emotionlessly. His

me.” Lana’s heart raced as she recalled Seth’s

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

more ominous in hindsight.

had never considered how severe the consequences of Seth’s

could be.

confidence came from, but she’d known

have her killed if

said.

was nothing more desperate

but again, she

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the doctor, and they’d

slot. Perhaps it was the presence of someone to lean on that

Cicely feel considerably lighter.

was half an hour, Lana did not stay in the room for

duration. Even for her big brother, she couldn’t bear standing there

minutes. She never

meaningless activities.d2

Lana glanced at

father’s, her plea for comfort

pursed her lips. She

with your dad

grandpa.”

“Then

don’t worry too much. Your grandpa’s spirit

what hadn’t he

looked up at Lana, opened her mouth to speak, but in the end,

managed a soft “Mhm.”

a deep breath, her hands sliding

I’ll wait for you, and

finally relaxed a little. With her aunt gone,

concerning

felt

as they left the ICU, they

glanced over the documents in

on Cicely’s face. “Are you

the uniforms, a wave of panic washed over Cicely,

officers noticed her reaction

glance.

allegation against you for intentional assault with

need you to come with us to the station to

one of

immediately thinking

it seemed anyone would suspect her of

she went crazy on her

asking for your cooperation at this stage. Please

officer interrupted firmly, intent on

away.

the

an eerie sense of inevitability, as if

anything wrong yet was

placing herself between Cicely

you taking her

to

“Ma’am, please watch

our work,” one

“Have I insulted you? Is that how bold

Can’t I even

lead officer’s face grew serious, “We’ll take

she’s not involved,

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

investigation

deepened, “She’s a suspect

I don’t

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 reported

they answered,

being feeling like it had been

suffocation,

to provoke him, was this his

in Lana’s throat at the realization of the depth

ruthlessness.

a long pause, Cicely nodded slowly.

Then, after several

rose gently. “Aunt

worry, I won’t let them take you. I’ll

right now.”

you think…” Cicely seemed not to hear Lana’s words,

as if to herself.

on her niece’s profile, noticing the faint,

smile.

he really

that it was Seth who sent

to divorce

asked Patty if Seth loved her. Patty was

feel maybe

want to let her leave with her aunt at

of his fingers on her wrist from gripping tightly

loved her as well.

once asked him plainly, and he never answered,

So she wasn’t sure.

this question, the

emerged. To this moment, she still couldn’t understand that look, like

stayed. It’s like a twilit night that

night that just lost light and life and was

darkening.

light and life… For some reason, she inclined more

metaphor.

“He does.”

abnormal, and that’s the

smile.

the young girl in front of

to think about

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

dad to leave, and

trouble anymore, I’ll just go

come back; she felt like

any more incidents now. So, she could

Lana’s brow furrowed instantly

and gave her a gentle smile, “Just going

“No way!”

sliced through the air,

officers beside them

official duties, we are well within our

to the

“You wouldn’t dare!”d2

you.” Cicely suddenly cut

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of being spoiled rotten

lot about the

on grandpa and make sure someone looks after my

go with them. And, could you please go

taken away, looking like I’m being sent off to

about such seemingly sentimental

somewhat ridiculous, but that was just the kind

she was.

took a deep breath with her eyes closed. “I’ll go

need. With everything that’s happened

to arrange and deal with, and I don’t understand any of it. I’m relying

sort things out when you get back. You don’t need to come with me.

for other important

“Alright, I’ll

up as

Cicely nodded, “Okay.”

*

two officers approached, one lifting Cicely’s hands while

other pulled out handcuffs.

suddenly shrank, and she quickly

just

distress. “What

we need to ensure there’s no

cooperate with us.”

don’t want to

of the Ellis family. How

won’t run. So there’s

officer spoke again: “If you don’t cooperate, don’t blame us for

necessary forceful action.”

just that. Without letting Cicely

and with a “click,” those delicate wrists

steel of the cuffs.

tingle in her nose, biting her lip hard to keep

eyes. Her hands clenched into

relaxed.

the emergency

his deep-set eyes calmly watching her. She

officer nodded at

Seth’s gaze remained fixed on the woman between them, especially on

handcuffs around her hands. His eyes

trouser pocket clenched tightly. After a moment, he spoke,

go with

bone, stared back at him. Despite the sweltering

she felt a coldness seeping

had just shown fear and

anger, to

curve on her lips.

of provoking you? The Ellis family

Even if I did actually hurt someone,

you can make me give in this way?

days can you keep

eyes narrowed dangerously, as if something feral was

of his gaze. His hand in his pocket clenched

view, veins bulging, knuckles whitening, his

fold, Cicely.” His voice was tense, as if something was

choking him.

laughed, tasting his words, “Know when to

handcuffs on her

of showing goodwill?”

wait to see Seth’s reaction or hear what

lead in moving forward. “Weren’t you

a rush anymore? Even if you’re not, I’m in a

The officers quickly followed

hospital, Cicely stopped

softly, “Could you cover this up

an officer borrowed a lab coat

draped it over her.

Cicely’s eyes flickered.

ugly.

*

was whisked away in the police car to the nearest precinct. Straight into

room, she went. She was then directed to sit

pretended

was small, with a one-way mirror opposite her, a camera

with a recorder on it.

conditions were

their hips, stood

begin immediately. Cicely sat quietly, picking at

on the

thought about

delay the interrogation as a psychological tactic, but

She didn’t hurt anyone.

Seth watched Cicely sitting there,

indifferent.

the interrogator entered. The

actual interrogation.

Liar.

interrogator

events.

shared every detail she thought

Patty that she and

Seth loved her like

total loon.” Cicely’s voice trembled,

and stabbed herself with

me the assailant, right?”

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