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
met her gaze,
back restraint and
go
dinner, take a shower, and get
Issac’s gone.” She cut him off, her eyes shimmering with a
unshed tears.
voice suddenly
drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern face in silence. Then, as if
out her
phone to
was cut off the moment it started
or six attempts,
in chaos, but the director could only plead
her to calm down.
he? How
was taken by his father.
good are you? You can’t save a life, and you
point of this
let her vent her
the end, exhausted and without any
director’s office, like a zombie devoid
the hallway wall, she mechanically dialed Brody’s number
but the result was the same. The call was disconnected as soon as
began.
away her phone, her hand resting on her eyes,
a ball. She seemed to be
and sorrow were palpable.
approached her and gently pulled her into his arms, his hand
deep and gentle voice emanating
go have lunch.”
him hold her, making no attempt to struggle or resist.
after about a minute of silence, she spoke softly.
plum juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want
restaurants outside.”
Her current calm and
seemed far too out
closed her eyes,
Cicely did not refuse, her body
fatigue as she leaned on him, her
instructed Charlie to
and Seth
After she drank, she
hour later,
a slow, distinctive elegance.
napkin, and looked at
“Do you not
grip on his cup
on the couch, her tone as cold and indifferent as
Issac
just think he’s left, not that he’s dead, and
divorce you over him?”
the glass down, he
might be right.”
What else do you want?
good enough? Or is it because I
of being
has been trampled on, and you can’t get over it, so you won’t
thin lips pressed
while, he hooked
him. “So no matter
to be ended
smile, “Can’t you
me?”
pretend? The fact is you wanted to dump me.
for
eyes, tinged with a cold smile,
no reason,
on the door interrupted them, and
“Mr. Diaz, the company matters are
waiting for you; it can’t be delayed any
previous day and
and executives were
phone had been bombarded with calls, including the
had first gone to the Ellis Group,
by his wife’s side, cool and composed as if
But Charlie didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
and slowly closed her
couch.
his jacket from the
mess out there, and you won’t gain anything from
the hospital
silent. She could hear Seth’s
voice at the door. “Keep a
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
came in to clear the table and tidy up the
remnants of the meal.
Two burly men
natural thing
the elevator up to Creighton’s intensive care unit. The medical
she waited outside for a good fifteen
could enter.
still not optimistic.
past the critical forty-eight hours to
thanked the doctor. She then sat beside
and rested her
eyes, pushing down the
inside her.
those recordings. Yes, I
that USB drive. He’s part of a computer
that drive is a bit special. It can fry a
the drive and hides automatically. As soon
Joel and his team are
that’s ready and we retrieve the files, I’ll
I’m your
mistreated? I agreed to go to the justice department because
my innocence. If they dare to
I prove I’m clear, I’ll tear the
plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve
thought of it makes my hands itch to do it.
deal with later, and I’ll definitely need your
get arrested, I won’t.
you’ve got to recover quickly and be
support.”
up and wiped away the tears at the corner
was full of
much to say to someone, so
about Issac’s situation, her desire
pregnant. But everyone who should know
bystanders. Even if someone died,
excitement for them.
becomes
is infuriating.
truly cared for her would
couldn’t bring herself to tell
these issues.
knew how much Issac meant to her, how heartbroken she’d be
Seth, and how ill-timed a pregnancy would be now. Creighton
she couldn’t
to Creighton about trivial
the
passed quickly, and the ICU
the unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and sat on a
was the parking lot. Her mind was a
was hoping for Creighton to
anything beyond that.
the distant parking lot, watching people come
with large bags and happy faces, others rushing in
recognized a familiar figure carrying
hospital. At that moment, her phone
He asked about
Danielle.Seth stood behind her, his expression somber
head turned slowly from side to side, disbelief
accept what had
spun around, her eyes bloodshot with
dead?”
directly, confronting the cruel, ruthless reality
face.
as he replied, his voice
know.”
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up close, the resentment in
against his chest
isn’t much. Seth thought she might slap him in fury,
but instead she pushed him, and
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
“Is Issac
met her gaze,
eyes widened, holding back restraint and forbearance. “Why didn’t
me go
you needed to have dinner, take
Issac’s gone.” She cut him off, her eyes shimmering
unshed tears.
suddenly
drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern face in silence. Then, as
she pulled out her phone
phone
was cut off the moment it started to ring. She tried again, with the
five or six attempts, she gave
in chaos,
her to calm down.
How can someone just
patient was taken by his father. We couldn’t stop
can’t save
point of this
her frustration. Seth stood by, allowing her
end, exhausted
director’s office, like a
hallway wall, she mechanically dialed
the result was the same. The call
began.
phone, her hand resting on
a ball. She seemed to be crying,
and sorrow were palpable.
her and gently pulled her into his arms, his hand cradling
his deep and
go have lunch.”
let him hold her, making no
minute of silence, she spoke
Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat
restaurants outside.”
far too out of
her eyes,
up. Cicely did not refuse, her body
as she leaned on him, her eyes closed,
Charlie to prepare
the bed, and Seth
she drank, she nestled
later,
with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,
her mouth with a napkin,
you not
on his cup
her
you think, by taking Issac away, making me unable
he’s left, not that he’s dead, and
divorce you over him?”
setting the glass down, he said, “It
might be right.”
tugged at her lip, “Why? What else
enough? Or is it because I was the one
a feeling of being dumped, and you feel that
has been trampled on, and you can’t get over it, so
thin lips pressed into a straight line. He
himself, and after a long while, he hooked
no matter what,
be
a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just pretend
me?”
we pretend? The fact is you wanted to dump me.
you for
eyes, tinged with a cold smile, grew chillier as
no
knock on the door interrupted them, and Seth
Diaz, the company matters are
for you; it can’t be delayed
of the previous day and losing an entire
shareholders and executives
work phone had been bombarded with calls, including the one Mr.
him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to
hospital, staying by his wife’s side, cool and composed as if
Charlie didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware of how bad
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
gaze and slowly closed her eyes against the
couch.
up and grabbed his jacket from the
out there, and you won’t gain
hospital to
remained silent. She could hear
a close eye on her. Don’t take
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
clear the table and tidy
remnants of the meal.
left the ward. Two burly men followed her as
natural thing in
to Creighton’s
she waited outside for a good fifteen minutes before
could enter.
was still not optimistic. Creighton
hours to be truly out of
thanked the doctor. She then
rested her cheek against
eyes, pushing down the sourness and fear
inside her.
was said in those recordings. Yes, I said
me that USB drive. He’s part
It can fry a computer,
automatically. As soon
team are
retrieve the files, I’ll
your daughter, after all. How could I
agreed to go to the justice department because I
they dare
I’m clear, I’ll tear the
growing up,
makes my hands
mess to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need your
me to get arrested, I won’t.
place up. Dad, you’ve got
support.”
up and wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. She
was full of pain and tenderness.
to say to someone,
situation, her desire
pregnant. But everyone
bystanders. Even if someone died, it
excitement for them.
one person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the thought
is infuriating.
her would react the most,
support. That was why she couldn’t bring herself to tell
these issues.
meant to her, how heartbroken she’d
and how ill-timed a pregnancy would be now.
Seth too, so she couldn’t
Creighton about trivial
aftermath of the
and the ICU doctor came in to
unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and
the parking lot. Her mind was a blur.
think about was hoping for Creighton to wake
anything beyond that.
she stared blankly at the distant parking lot, watching people come
with large bags and happy faces, others rushing in with
a familiar figure carrying
that
He asked about her dad and
Danielle… Erik said, “Go check on her
as
a familiar face, one that
debates before.
Another assistant working alongside
take care
such a calamity befalling the family, Erik was bedridden.
doctor in the house, and she
see how Danielle is doing, I heard she’s in a
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over to the railing and watched the
in the parking
the other end of the
the rusted railing tightly as she spoke in a
Danielle hadn’t
much, maybe just a
ten might have been enough.
Issac wouldn’t have
gravelly voice filled with helplessness and a choke
from the phone, “Cicely…”
what Issac meant to me?
when around, but now
the old man’s granddaughter.
wasn’t for Patty wasting so much
wouldn’t have died.
deep breath,
for you.”
Cicely put away her phone and turned,
hospital.
Danielle’s room for long before Cicely arrived. Charlie
and some lunch.
stood to either side of the hospital room door, not
her.
there in Danielle’s room, looking haggard
bed, peeling
a
doorway.
react, Patty had already jumped to her feet,
are you doing
quietly left the room. These were matters
to love and hate. It was best for
affairs.
cracked a wry smile, “Ms. Patty,
than you are, so
she
eyes fell on the person wrapped up so tightly on
mouth visible.
with dry skin. Those bloodshot eyes were
all her
tear Cicely apart.
not well, and
to see just how pitiful you are.
Your legs had just healed, and now you’re
point of living like
That’s your cousin you’re
wish her
back, shaking
yet Cicely remained indifferent, her
from the bandages looked both
glared at her with a fury that seemed desperate to convey
hatred.
Seems like,
you born under a
you suffer misfortune?”
are the cursed
as if speaking was pulling at her wounds, causing
eyes.
you
I wouldn’t have
together make no more difference to me than if you were stray
beside her, “Do you not
Seth are like stray dogs to you?
you forgotten how you used to cling to
head, her detached
step back. “What do you
Cicely
you deliberately picking a fight? Everyone knows how
I was heartless and ungrateful, but somehow
it’s actually you who are the most
“You…”
you think you’d still be alive to argue
things? I don’t expect gratitude,
for your oh-so-superior
her eyes intensifying. “You
ruined Diaz International, trying to curry favor
Seth? Otherwise, why would you
a joke! If you hadn’t come,
this. You have the nerve to
I haven’t even begun to
felt the absurdity of it all. How twisted must one’s morals
to be unable to distinguish right from wrong, and
blatantly distort the truth.
slowly, her eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint as she
“If we hadn’t come along, Danielle would be nothing but
and so would you. Your fate? Nothing more than
to shrink back at her words, her shoulders tensing
I never expected you to be falling over yourselves with
They were
if you scrape by every day from here on out, you live with
weren’t for you
silence in
Cicely’s temples throb with a sudden
us? Got what he deserved, didn’t he?” The fury that had been brewing
if the explosion that had rocked her
once again inside her head. “You
say his death
shaken by the wild rage emanating from Cicely,
the paring
are you trying
froze, her figure rigid as a statue. Patty’s heart steadied, and her
“Am I wrong? I didn’t ask you
You made that choice on your own, dragging that spineless lapdog
doom. If you hadn’t come,
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on Cicely’s forehead stood out starkly against her skin,
extreme anger she felt. “Even if I
me for Danielle,
one
something like that.”
her bed, sensed the dangerous
upon seeing the sharp paring knife in Patty’s hand.
searing pain in her body, she propped herself
out each word with her raspy voice. “Cicely, don’t forget,
you wanted to go upstairs to fetch your wedding dress. So,
had boarded the rescue helicopter right from the
have even
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
voice was now interspersed with painful gasps, “Besides, it was
shielded you with his body. No matter what, you can’t blame
on me and Patty.”
matter her reasons for wanting to go upstairs for
a time, it didn’t matter anymore. Patty
known it
had still saved them. They owed Issac a debt of gratitude,
unforgivable as his
there be such
into fists, her body
was gloating, reveling in Cicely’s pain. It was
the late Millie were so
temperament. Millie was a nothing more than a
and arrogantly than anyone else, always looking
all the men seemed to have a
Millie had died, Patty hadn’t seen her
witnessing it through her daughter. She could almost see Millie’s pain
Cicely’s anguish.
cruel smile tinged with satisfaction and triumph flickered in Patty’s
hurt her, badly, by any means
Cicely suddenly let
you know why I came to save you?
gain your favor.
pulled a faint smile and slowly lifted her left hand. As Patty’s gaze
Cicely continued in a mocking
in shock, and even
incredulously at Cicely.
Patty could confront her with such
words. Now she kind of realized it. It
relieving.
days after Ray nearly forced himself on me, Seth
already fragile composure
on Seth? Or do you want to see
drawer of the
staring at the ring
twisting even more grotesquely. “No! I don’t believe it! He
me…”
cool and dismissive, “Then why would he suddenly propose
I had already given up on him. Now
with another man around that time.
was struggling to control herself, the knife
“He would never fall
feigning understanding, “Well, so
why he would
for the Ellis Group shares, nothing
eyes flickered, “If that’s the case, being open about it would have
lie to
recovering from her shock, eyed the trembling
her lip. “Cicely, if you’re done, could you please leave? I
of the woods yet, and his time might
You should spend time with
darkened as she turned to
talking about? Who says my dad’s
her and continued despite
They have been keeping it a secret because of
is dying? Creighton is dying?!” Patty’s
as she turned, she saw Patty’s
her, the knife lunging toward her
shock, instinctively shielded her stomach and
all
retreat halted by the hutch
but to reach out and grasp Patty’s wrist. “What the
wrong with you?!”
seemed to emanate from
taut nerves. Patty’s
glared
“It’s all because of you! If it weren’t for you,
fine. You’re like a curse. You
dead, go find Millie and stop
still reeling from Patty’s emotional
condition this much? What was going through Patty’s
why
me, he would never fall for you.” Patty’s
and Cicely. One moment it was
flipping back
Patty’s bewildered look, glanced down at the
as she thought to wrestle it away, Patty suddenly
Cicely’s hand.
frowned, but then Patty gave her a cruel smile. “I told you once at
die, I’ll make sure Seth hates you for the
her words, Patty yanked Cicely’s
it
horror as Patty,
onto Cicely’s face and clothes.
watching as her warm blood painted Cicely’s hands
body began to slide down, she clung
blanket
volumes. That word was
the blanket indescribably tight, her eyes locked onto
to convey a
filled Danielle with terror, and she finally let out a
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
Shane and two men who had been following
scene
the bed, drenched in blood, while Cicely
bloodstained knife, her clothes and face
first to snap out of it and called for a
room descended into
and avoidant glances from
have been tough and
gory scene, especially not this
of the room by the hospital staff, stumbling
restroom where she shakily washed the blood
a daze, she made her way to Creighton’s
hours and stood outside the unit,
who had been with
as they stood by her
daze, she overheard a
you guys?
need to leave
seconds of
“Cicely.”
head and turning
beautiful woman stood before her, well-preserved, exuding
youthful grace of a young lady, an
fortitude softening
in confusion at the familiar yet somehow
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
eyes fixed on her, and with a slight frown, she
you, such a mess.” The tap was firm, enough
wince and step aside.
abnormal reaction. With
her niece’s
and she shook her head slightly, but tears
nonetheless.
herself, but seeing Cicely’s
seen her cry even when Millie had
been through, Lana took
her into an embrace. Stroking her hair, Lana whispered softly, “It’s
am here now.”
Patty was in critical condition.
had witnessed upon
chest, the blood-stained knife was
Danielle lay passed out in the hospital
words, not wanting
matter how it
Cicely.
and saw Cicely
deep in conversation.
in black sighed in relief when they
Cicely tensed.
appraising the young man before her. Handsome,
beyond his years. But
composure, Lana’s
through his façade.
a good man. No wonder
you are Seth? My niece’s husband?” Lana’s words had
confusion.
gaze to Cicely, whose face was ghastly pale, he asked,
staredat Seth, her silence lingering for a
might
divorce, her condition is
for you to worry.”
Once she had made up her
tenaciously, a trait that had often
headaches.
words, Seth’s face darkened immediately, “Who said
divorce?”
why not let it go? Do
happened and continue living together? It’s
terms while you’re still young, so neither of you
his eyes
“Did
her eyes
give you the shares
“Is Issac dead?”
the mention of Issac, Cicely’s eyes shook, and she looked up
stare, “You’re
which means we can’t get
in Cicely’s heart, “Seth, just
something to do with Issac’s
own eyes, or hear
“Think what you want.”
out a chilly laugh, “I asked your mother, ‘Do
insisting you couldn’t possibly fall
your actions now. Could it be that
you tell
to use her to capture your heart.
And I asked her
brooding gaze locked onto her, sharp
wasn’t interested in their emotional entanglement. Glancing at
“I’ll go talk to the doctor, arrange for a discharge as
your dad and you first, and
bring your grandfather over.”
already walking away but
“If he
him. If I remember correctly, the marriage
differences, living apart for two years
dissolve a marriage.”
nodded, “I’ll come
she moved to follow Lana, Seth caught her
a trace of restraint, “Do you really
leave just like that?”
ahead
her silently, his voice subdued
provoke me.”
like you’re planning on killing me
on leaving?”
“No.”
and I’ll complete
later.”
surfaced on Seth’s face.
understand what I
growl. For a moment, she was silent. The grip
spoke again, his gentle voice marked by
“Behave, Cicely. Don’t
gripped by palpitations. Painfully, she twisted her
shackles. She didn’t answer
him
his gaze was, the tighter his
instinctively as she struggled.
thin layer of sweat had pushed through
frowned, stepped forward, and grasped his hand, intending to help
grip as unyielding as iron claws embedded in
end, it was with all her strength that
to break his
Lana
wary gaze, her heart skipping a
bottomless eyes.
that? It was deep, unfathomable, as
at the bottom of an abyss,
held Cicely tightly and hurried away. She had never
that seemed to
Cicely and wondered if she realized what kind of
had provoked.
figures emotionlessly.
heart raced as she recalled Seth’s recently chilling gaze. She
“Don’t provoke me,” the three words now
more ominous in hindsight.
how severe the consequences of Seth’s
could be.
didn’t know where the confidence came
if
said.
desperate and painful
but again,
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doctor, and they’d
slot. Perhaps it was the presence of someone to lean
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
hour, Lana
duration. Even for her big brother, she couldn’t bear
thirty minutes. She never liked wasting her time
meaningless activities.d2
about fifteen minutes, Lana glanced at the girl sitting by the
tenderly holding her father’s, her
She raised her hand to
stay here with your
grandpa.”
lightly, “Then I’ll visit
don’t worry too much. Your grandpa’s
he lived through in
mouth
managed a soft “Mhm.”
her hands sliding into the pockets of her dress,
for you, and we’ll go back
relaxed a little. With her aunt
do next. Especially concerning
his side, she felt clueless on
ICU, they were met by
glanced over the
Cicely’s face. “Are
seeing the uniforms, a wave of panic washed over Cicely,
The officers noticed her
glance.
allegation against you
to come with us to the station to
of
flickered, immediately thinking of
seemed anyone would suspect
went
just asking for your cooperation at this stage. Please
the leading officer interrupted firmly, intent on
away.
the
suddenly felt an eerie
was still
in, placing herself between Cicely
Are you taking her
to lock
officers’ expressions grew stern. “Ma’am, please watch your language
work,”
you? Is that how bold and
these days? Can’t I even ask a
grew serious, “We’ll take her statement,
not involved,
her smile dripping with sarcasm, “So
the investigation is
officer’s frown deepened, “She’s a suspect in a
don’t let you take
up to three years
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
Lana aside, then stepped forward to face the officers
different question. “Who reported
hesitation, they answered, “Mr.
eyes contracted sharply, her whole being feeling like it
moment of suffocation,
provoke him, was this his way
hitched in Lana’s throat at the realization of the depth of the
ruthlessness.
nodded slowly. She
thought. Then, after several
rose gently.
worry, I won’t let them take you. I’ll go find
right now.”
you think…” Cicely seemed not to hear Lana’s words, continuing to
as if to herself.
on her niece’s profile, noticing
smile.
he really love
it was Seth who sent Issac away, probably because
want to divorce
asked Patty if Seth loved her. Patty was
to feel maybe he loved
didn’t want to let her leave with her
wrist from gripping tightly seemed to suggest
loved her as well.
once asked him plainly, and he never answered, never
So she wasn’t sure.
when Cicely asked this question, the last look in
emerged. To this moment, she still couldn’t understand that
had stayed. It’s like a
life before, or a twilit night that
darkening.
and life… For some reason,
metaphor.
“He does.”
love is abnormal, and that’s the
Cicely smile. “Do you
know what the young girl in
about this
off her smile and nodded faintly. “You just got back,
for dad to leave, and visit
trouble anymore, I’ll just go
aunt had just come back; she felt like
family couldn’t now bear any more incidents now. So,
furrowed instantly as she
gave her a gentle smile, “Just going in for a
“No way!”
through the
enforcement officers beside them darkened in demeanor. “Ma’am,
official duties, we are well within our rights to
according to the
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
you.” Cicely suddenly cut Lana off. “Auntie, this isn’t
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eyes narrowed. After years of
a lot about the situation
go check on grandpa and make sure someone looks
go first? I don’t want you
taken away, looking like I’m being sent off
such
but that was just the kind of
she was.
took a deep breath with her eyes closed. “I’ll
With everything that’s happened these past few days,
to arrange and deal with, and I don’t understand any of it. I’m
you get back. You don’t need
for other important
seconds. “Alright, I’ll
up as soon
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
officers approached, one lifting Cicely’s hands
other pulled out handcuffs.
suddenly shrank, and she quickly withdrew
just moments ago was
“What are
need to
cooperate with us.”
want to
Ellis family. How could she possibly wear such
won’t run. So
spoke again: “If you don’t cooperate, don’t
necessary forceful action.”
that. Without letting Cicely argue,
“click,” those
steel of the cuffs.
felt a sudden tingle in her nose,
her eyes. Her hands clenched into fists, shaking, then
relaxed.
at the emergency exit, Seth stood
deep-set eyes calmly watching her. She
The officer nodded
gaze remained fixed on the woman between
handcuffs around her hands. His eyes
tightly. After
to go with your
chilled to the bone, stared back at him. Despite the sweltering
a coldness seeping into
face, which had just shown fear and panic, was now facing
changed from indifference, to anger, to detachment, to
curve on her lips.
the consequence of provoking you? The
I did actually hurt someone,
think you can make me give in
many days can
dangerously, as if something feral was struggling to
gaze. His hand in his pocket clenched
veins bulging, knuckles whitening,
Cicely.” His voice was tense, as if
choking him.
tasting his
the cold, silvery handcuffs on her hands, “Is this your
of showing goodwill?”
didn’t wait to see Seth’s reaction
the lead in moving forward. “Weren’t you in a hurry to get
if you’re not, I’m in
officers quickly followed her
leaving the hospital, Cicely stopped again. Staring
“Could you cover this up
her request, an officer borrowed a lab coat from the front desk
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
was ugly. Really
*
away in the police car to the nearest
was then directed to sit in
her unease, she pretended to casually
with a one-way mirror
cheaply varnished table with a recorder on
conditions were
at their hips, stood stoically
immediately. Cicely sat quietly, picking at
on the
thought about the cop
interrogation as a psychological tactic, but
She didn’t hurt anyone.
one-way glass, Seth watched Cicely sitting
indifferent.
entered.
actual interrogation.
Liar.
statement began. The interrogator asked her to
events.
she shared every detail she thought was
and Seth had
Seth loved her like
a total loon.” Cicely’s voice trembled, her fingertips
grabbed my hand and stabbed herself with the knife. That
me the assailant, right?”
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The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride Chapter 2051-2060
The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 2051-2060