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,
widened, holding back restraint
me go
have dinner, take a
Issac’s gone.” She cut him off,
unshed tears.
face darkened, his voice suddenly turning cold, “He wasn’t
upward, studying Seth’s stern face in silence. Then, as
she pulled out her phone
the phone to her
off the moment it started to ring. She
or six attempts,
in chaos, but the director could
her to calm down.
How can someone
taken by
can’t save a life, and you can’t stop someone
point of
vent her frustration. Seth stood by, allowing her
In the end, exhausted and without any answers, she
director’s office, like a zombie devoid of
the hallway wall, she mechanically dialed
same. The call was
began.
hand resting on her eyes, her slender
a ball. She seemed to
and sorrow were palpable.
her into his
head, his deep and gentle voice emanating from above her.
go have lunch.”
let him hold her, making no attempt to
minute of silence, she
soup. I
restaurants outside.”
calm
hysteria, seemed far too
her
her up. Cicely did not refuse, her
she leaned on him, her
Charlie
bed, and Seth handed her a glass
accepted. After she drank, she nestled into the
later, Charlie brought
ate with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually, she set down
dabbed her mouth with a napkin, and
not
grip on his
her tone as
Issac away, making
not that he’s dead, and that I
divorce you over him?”
setting the glass down, he
might be right.”
lip, “Why? What else do you want? Aren’t the Ellis
hands good enough? Or is it because I was
feeling of being dumped, and you feel
on, and you can’t get over it, so you won’t
jaw was tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed
a long while, he hooked his lips and piled
food in front of him. “So no matter what, this marriage…
be
lips curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just pretend you
me?”
is you wanted to dump me. Why
for
cold
“For no
a knock on the door interrupted
Charlie stepped in, “Mr. Diaz,
for you; it can’t
of the previous day and losing an entire
and executives were
work phone had been bombarded with calls, including the one
to him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to the Ellis Group, then straight
wife’s side, cool and composed as
didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
withdrew her gaze and slowly closed her eyes
couch.
straightened up and grabbed his jacket from the
and you won’t gain
in the hospital
She could hear Seth’s footsteps fading away, followed
at the door. “Keep a close eye on her. Don’t take
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
clear the table and
remnants of the meal.
left the ward. Two
most natural thing in the
Creighton’s intensive care unit.
were busy, so she waited outside
could enter.
was still not optimistic.
the critical forty-eight hours to
doctor. She then sat beside the
rested her cheek against its
closed her eyes, pushing down the
inside her.
what was said in those
Ray. Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part of
It can
the drive and hides automatically. As soon as someone
Joel and his team are working hard
retrieve the files, I’ll be
I’m your daughter,
go to
dare
I’m clear, I’ll
of trouble growing up, but I’ve never
makes my hands itch to do it. But
mess to deal with later,
me to get arrested, I
up. Dad, you’ve got to recover quickly and
support.”
up and wiped away the tears at the
hair. Her heart was full
had so much to say to someone, so
situation,
she might be pregnant.
detached bystanders. Even if someone died, it was
excitement for them.
one person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the thought
is infuriating.
who truly cared for her would react
support. That was why she couldn’t bring herself to
these issues.
how much Issac meant to
how ill-timed a pregnancy would be now. Creighton must
too, so she couldn’t tell him
talked to Creighton about trivial things, carefully avoiding any mention
aftermath of the
quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to ask her
unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and sat
fence was the parking lot. Her mind was a
Creighton
anything beyond that.
blankly at the distant parking lot, watching people come and
with large bags and happy faces, others
a familiar figure carrying
that moment, her phone
Grandpa calling. He asked about
stood behind her, his expression somber as he watched
slowly from side to side, disbelief
unable to accept what had happened.
spun around, her eyes bloodshot
dead?”
cruel, ruthless reality she least wanted
face.
slightly as he
know.”
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toward him, and up close,
pushed against his chest
woman’s strength isn’t much. Seth thought she
done the day before, but instead she pushed him, and
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
“Is Issac
her gaze,
restraint and
go
to have dinner, take
cut him off, her eyes shimmering with
unshed tears.
face darkened, his voice suddenly turning cold,
gaze drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern face in silence. Then,
struck her, she pulled out her
phone
was cut off the moment it started to ring. She tried again, with the
or six attempts, she
in chaos, but the director could only plead
her to calm down.
How
was taken by his father. We couldn’t
good are you? You can’t save a life, and
What’s the point of
her vent her frustration. Seth
end, exhausted and
of the director’s office, like a zombie devoid of thought, nearly
wall, she mechanically dialed Brody’s
same. The call was disconnected
began.
her hand resting on her eyes, her slender
a ball. She seemed to be crying, soundlessly,
and sorrow were palpable.
and gently pulled her into his arms, his hand
head, his deep and gentle voice emanating from above
go have lunch.”
let him hold her, making no attempt to struggle
a minute of
soup. I don’t want
restaurants outside.”
paused, surprised. Her current calm and compliance, compared to
seemed far
her eyes,
picked her up. Cicely did not refuse, her body showing
leaned on him, her
instructed Charlie
laid on the bed, and Seth
drank, she nestled into the
hour later, Charlie brought
always ate with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,
napkin, and looked at Seth
you not want to
on his cup tightened
couch, her tone as cold and
“So you think, by taking Issac away, making me unable
not that he’s dead, and that I won’t
divorce you over him?”
glass down, he said, “It sounds
might be right.”
tugged at her lip, “Why? What else do you
good enough? Or is it because
you a feeling of being dumped, and you feel that your
been trampled on, and you can’t get over it, so
tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed
while, he hooked
in front of him. “So no matter
be
a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just pretend you
me?”
fact is you wanted to dump me. Why would I
for
with a cold
“For no reason,
on the door
Diaz, the company
for you; it can’t be delayed
the previous day and losing an entire
shareholders and executives
been bombarded with calls, including the
Diaz had first gone
his wife’s side, cool
believe Mr. Diaz was
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
and slowly closed her
couch.
his jacket from the couch. “I’ve got to
there, and you won’t gain anything
the hospital to avoid
remained silent. She could hear Seth’s
the door. “Keep a
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
to clear the table and tidy up the room, removing
remnants of the meal.
ward. Two
most natural thing in
Creighton’s intensive
so she waited outside for
could enter.
not optimistic. Creighton needed to
critical forty-eight hours to be
and thanked the doctor. She
hand, and rested
pushing down the sourness
inside her.
what was said in those recordings.
gave me that USB drive.
special. It can fry a computer,
onto the drive and hides automatically.
Joel and his team
that’s ready and we retrieve the files,
need to worry. I’m your daughter, after all. How
agreed to go
they dare to bring me in for
I prove I’m clear, I’ll tear
caused plenty of trouble growing up, but
makes my
a mess to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need your
to get arrested, I won’t. However, I still
up. Dad, you’ve got to recover quickly and be
support.”
stood up and wiped away the tears at
Her heart was full of pain and
so much to say
situation, her desire to divorce Seth, and
she might be pregnant.
Even if someone died, it was just a
excitement for them.
person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment,
is infuriating.
truly cared for her would react the
That was why she couldn’t bring
these issues.
much Issac meant to her, how heartbroken she’d
how ill-timed a pregnancy would
so she couldn’t tell him any of
talked to Creighton about trivial things, carefully avoiding any
of the Diaz International
hour passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to
the unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s
fence was the parking lot. Her mind was a
for Creighton to wake up; she couldn’t
anything beyond that.
she stared blankly at the distant
leaving with large bags and happy faces, others rushing in with
figure carrying things from a car
At that moment, her phone
Grandpa calling. He asked about her
eyes narrowed. Danielle… Erik said, “Go check on her for
gaze followed the man as
a familiar face, one that had clashed with
debates before.
assistant
take care of
calamity befalling the family, Erik
she had not even returned home to
how Danielle is doing, I
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over to the railing and watched the
and going in the
silence on the other end of the phone was long
gripped the rusted railing tightly as she spoke in a
and Danielle hadn’t dilly-dallied and just gotten on
quicker. It wouldn’t have taken much, maybe just a
even ten
the blast, and Issac wouldn’t have left
gravelly voice filled with helplessness and a
from the phone, “Cicely…”
know what Issac meant to me? He was like
around, but now that
the old man’s granddaughter. So
wasn’t for Patty wasting so much time for
wouldn’t have died.
a deep breath, “Alright.
for you.”
put away her
hospital.
room for long before Cicely
some lunch. The two following
side of the hospital room door, not
her.
room, looking haggard with sunken, swollen
of the bed, peeling an apple Shane had handed
at the top, when she heard a knock
doorway.
react, Patty had already
warily. “What are you doing
left the room. These
came to love and hate. It was
affairs.
wry smile, “Ms. Patty, Danielle has
speaking, I’m closer to her than you are, so why
said, she approached
person wrapped up
mouth visible.
crusted with dry skin. Those bloodshot
all her strength were focused there,
tear Cicely apart.
well, and
you. So I came to see just how pitiful
Your legs had just healed, and now you’re
point of
you got no humanity? That’s your cousin you’re talking
wish her
could no longer hold back, shaking with
Cicely remained indifferent,
out from the bandages looked
a fury that seemed desperate to convey
hatred.
at me? Seems like,
a cursed star? Why
you suffer misfortune?”
are the cursed one.”
was pulling at her
eyes.
cooled. “Danielle, if you
wouldn’t have happened. I wouldn’t
together make no more difference to me than if you
shouted beside her, “Do you not hear how
like stray dogs to you? And what
Have you forgotten how
turned her head, her
back. “What
out of your mind?” Cicely finally said, “Can’t you
picking a fight? Everyone knows how
thought I was heartless and ungrateful, but somehow I
it’s actually you who are the most
“You…”
do you think you’d still
expect gratitude, but is
for your
in her eyes intensifying. “You
ruined Diaz International, trying to curry favor so I wouldn’t stand in the
you bother to risk your
hadn’t come, we
like this. You have the nerve to come here
I haven’t even begun to settle
of it all.
so thankless, to be unable to distinguish right from wrong, and
blatantly distort the truth.
slowly, her eyes narrowing with
hadn’t come along,
fate? Nothing more
seemed to shrink back at her words, her
you to be falling over yourselves with gratitude, but
understand something. Your lives? They were saved by Issac.
you scrape by every day
If it weren’t for you two, he
silence in the
Cicely’s temples throb with a
his death have to do with us? Got what he deserved, didn’t he?” The fury that had been brewing
felt as if the explosion that had
her head. “You think he got what he
his death was
emanating
In her panic, she raised the paring knife she’d
you trying to
her figure rigid as a statue. Patty’s heart
I wrong? I didn’t ask you to come
your own, dragging that spineless
come, how could he
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forehead stood out
felt. “Even if I did come
me for
Issac wouldn’t have died. No one in their right mind would have
something like that.”
sensed
sharp paring
searing pain in her body,
raspy voice. “Cicely, don’t forget, you
upstairs to fetch your wedding
boarded the rescue helicopter right from the start, Issac
have even gone back for
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
now interspersed with painful gasps, “Besides, it was
his body. No
on me and Patty.”
reasons for wanting to go
at such a time, it
had known it from
They owed Issac a debt of gratitude, not
as unforgivable as his death being
could there be such shameless
fists, her body trembling
was gloating, reveling in Cicely’s pain. It was evident on
the late Millie were so similar,
but in temperament. Millie was a nothing more than a
arrogantly than anyone else,
the men seemed to have a soft spot
Patty hadn’t seen her humiliated or in pain.
it through her daughter. She could almost
Cicely’s anguish.
smile tinged with satisfaction and
to hurt her, badly, by
a long silence, Cicely suddenly let out a
I came to save
and trying to gain your favor. You
a faint smile and slowly lifted her left hand. As
Cicely continued in a mocking
shock, and even Danielle on
incredulously at Cicely.
vindicated. No wonder Patty could confront her
realized it. It
relieving.
Ray nearly forced himself on
already fragile composure shattered, “You’re
a similar ring on Seth? Or
It’s in the drawer
froze for a few seconds, staring
“No!
me…”
cut her off, cool and dismissive, “Then why would he
Especially when I had already given up on him. Now that
another man around that time. Perhaps
to control herself, the knife in her
“He would never fall
so other
of why he would
was for the Ellis Group shares,
that’s the case, being
to you? I can’t
slowly recovering from her shock, eyed the trembling
her lip. “Cicely, if you’re done, could you please leave? I heard
father is not out of the woods yet, and
spend time with
suddenly darkened as she turned to Danielle, her
talking about? Who says
noticed Patty’s gaze piercing her
been keeping it a secret because
is dying?!” Patty’s shrill voice
and as she turned,
her, the knife
shock, instinctively shielded
again. “It’s all your fault! You are
halted by the hutch behind her.
no choice but to reach out and grasp Patty’s
wrong with you?!”
shivers through Cicely’s taut nerves. Patty’s eyes were bloodshot,
her cheeks as she glared at
“It’s all because of
fine. Everyone would be fine. You’re like a curse. You might
dead, go find Millie
Patty’s emotional outburst. Did
condition this much? What was
loved her father so much, why
promised me, he would never fall for
One moment it was Millie’s face,
back and
Patty’s bewildered look, glanced down at the knife
she thought to wrestle it away, Patty suddenly tightened
Cicely’s hand.
Patty gave her a cruel
die, I’ll make sure Seth hates you for
her words, Patty yanked Cicely’s
plunged it into her
Patty, clutching her hand, yanked the
face
as her warm blood painted Cicely’s hands a
Patty’s body began to slide down, she clung to Danielle’s
blanket tightly.
volumes. That word
on the blanket indescribably tight, her eyes
convey
filled Danielle with terror, and she finally
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
Shane and two
in. The scene stunned them into
beside the bed, drenched in
holding a bloodstained knife, her clothes and face
snap out of it and
fainted. The room descended into chaos, and Cicely stood frozen
avoidant glances from the medical
She might have been tough and
gory scene, especially
out of the room by the hospital staff, stumbling
she shakily washed the blood from her hands,
a daze, she made her way to Creighton’s intensive care
hours and stood outside the unit, lost and
been with
as they stood by her
overheard a
you
you need to
few seconds
“Cicely.”
lifting her head and turning toward
stood before her, well-preserved,
of a young lady, an air
softening her
confusion at the familiar yet somehow
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
fixed on her, and with a slight frown, she tapped
“Look at you, such a mess.” The tap was firm, enough to
wince and step aside.
could see Cicely’s abnormal reaction. With a furrowed brow, Lana
cradling her niece’s face. “What’s
flickered, and she shook her head slightly, but tears filled her
nonetheless.
Cicely’s tears, she was still
hadn’t seen her cry even
Cicely had been through, Lana took a deep
embrace. Stroking her hair, Lana whispered softly, “It’s
am here now.”
the hospital. Patty was in critical condition. Shane tried to
had witnessed upon entering
stabbed in the chest, the blood-stained knife was
passed out in the
was careful with his words, not wanting to influence
how it was explained, everything seemed
Cicely.
arrived at Creighton’s ICU and saw Cicely standing with another
deep in conversation.
black sighed in relief when they saw
Cicely tensed.
turned, appraising the young man before her. Handsome, young
beyond his years.
at composure, Lana’s experienced eyes
through his façade.
man. No wonder Cicely had fallen for
you are Seth? My niece’s
confusion.
Cicely, whose face was ghastly pale,
her silence lingering for a few seconds
“Your mother might
divorce, her
there’s no need for you to worry.” Lana was
Once she had made up her mind about right
stuck to it tenaciously, a trait that had often caused her
headaches.
Seth’s face darkened immediately, “Who said we’re
divorce?”
saving, why not let it go? Do you really think you
as if nothing has happened and continue living together? It’s
while you’re still young, so neither of you
his eyes
emotionless. “Did you
her eyes at
give you the shares of
“Is Issac dead?”
mention of Issac, Cicely’s eyes shook, and she looked up
“You’re asking
not dead, which means we can’t get a
“Seth, just to avoid a divorce, you would
you have something to do with Issac’s disappearance?
eyes, or hear of
“Think what you want.”
a chilly laugh, “I asked
mad, insisting you couldn’t possibly fall for me, and I agreed it
actions now. Could it be that
pocket clenched slightly, his eyes narrowing, “What
you tell my
to use her to
at your proposal. And I asked her if
onto
in their emotional
up, “I’ll go talk to the doctor, arrange for
take your dad and you first, and
bring your grandfather over.”
she was already walking away but paused mid-way,
to Cicely, “If he
with him. If I remember
differences, living apart for two years
dissolve a marriage.”
“I’ll come
Lana, Seth caught her
restraint, “Do
leave just like that?”
go ahead and
stared at her silently, his voice subdued
provoke me.”
a little. “It sounds like
on leaving?”
“No.”
I’ll be leaving and I’ll complete other
later.”
impatience and anger finally surfaced on Seth’s face.
not understand what I
startled by his low growl. For a moment, she
tightened. He spoke again,
Cicely.
Cicely was gripped by palpitations.
break free from his shackles. She didn’t answer
him an
her, the darker his gaze was, the tighter his grip
instinctively as she struggled.
winced. A thin layer of sweat had
and grasped his hand,
grip as unyielding
was slightly surprised. In the end, it was
break
moment his grip loosened, Lana quickly pulled Cicely
wary gaze, her heart skipping a beat at
bottomless eyes.
was that? It was deep, unfathomable, as if stacking
abyss, devoid of sound, wind, breath, or
hurried away. She had never seen
to live
looked back at Cicely and wondered if she realized what
had provoked.
watching their retreating figures
soundlessly. “I told you, don’t provoke me.” Lana’s heart raced as she recalled Seth’s recently chilling gaze. She
said. “Don’t
more ominous in hindsight.
considered how severe the consequences
could be.
confidence came from, but she’d known all along
wouldn’t choose to have her killed if she insisted on leaving, as
said.
desperate and painful
but again, she
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spoken with the doctor, and they’d managed to secure an
Perhaps it was the presence of
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
half an hour, Lana did
brother, she couldn’t
talk for thirty minutes. She never
meaningless activities.d2
glanced at the girl sitting by
hands tenderly holding her father’s, her plea for comfort both calm
her lips. She raised her hand to gently
your
grandpa.”
“Then I’ll visit
worry too much. Your grandpa’s spirit is much stronger
hadn’t he lived through in his
Lana, opened her mouth to speak, but in the end,
managed a soft “Mhm.”
deep breath, her hands sliding into the pockets of
I’ll wait for you, and we’ll
With
next. Especially concerning those two men
she felt clueless on how to
the ICU, they were met
their path. Their eyes glanced over the documents in their hands
on Cicely’s face.
of panic washed over Cicely,
noticed
glance.
allegation against you for intentional assault with
come with us to the
one of them
flickered, immediately thinking of Patty. Under
it seemed anyone would
went crazy
just asking for your cooperation at this stage. Please
the leading officer interrupted firmly,
away.
it was the Department
Cicely suddenly felt an eerie sense
yet was
between Cicely and the
things clear right here first. Are you
a pretext to lock
officers’ expressions grew stern. “Ma’am, please
our work,”
scoffed, “Have I insulted you? Is that how
are these days? Can’t I
serious, “We’ll take her statement, investigate,
evidence. If she’s not involved,
smile dripping with sarcasm, “So you’ll
investigation is
“She’s
if I don’t
by up to three years in
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
pulling Lana aside, then stepped
different question. “Who reported
they
whole being feeling like
of suffocation,
provoke him, was this his way of stabbing her
Lana’s throat at the realization of the depth of the
ruthlessness.
long pause, Cicely nodded slowly. She stood
in particular, lost in thought. Then, after several
any disturbance, rose gently. “Aunt
responded gravely, “Don’t worry, I won’t let them
right now.”
think…” Cicely seemed not to hear Lana’s words, continuing to
as if to herself.
focused on her niece’s profile,
smile.
really
was Seth who sent Issac away, probably because
want to
if Seth
feel
to let her leave with
fingers on her wrist from gripping
loved her as well.
asked him plainly, and he never answered,
So she wasn’t sure.
asked this
moment, she still couldn’t understand
Reaper had stayed. It’s like a twilit night that
a twilit night that just
darkening.
For some reason, she inclined more towards
metaphor.
“He does.”
is abnormal,
answer made Cicely smile. “Do
what the young girl in front of her was
think about this right
off her smile and nodded faintly.
leave, and visit
anymore, I’ll just go with
felt like
now bear any more incidents now. So, she could
with them. Lana’s brow furrowed instantly as she
and gave her a gentle smile, “Just going in for
“No way!”
sliced through the air, brooking
enforcement officers beside them
continue to obstruct official duties, we are well within our rights to deal
to
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
cut Lana off.
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years of being spoiled rotten overseas, Lana
lot about the situation back
check on grandpa and
And, could you please go first? I don’t want you
taken away, looking like I’m being sent off to
thinking about such seemingly
ridiculous, but that was just
she was.
with her
With everything that’s happened
with, and I don’t understand any of it. I’m relying
things out when you get back. You
for
was silent for two seconds. “Alright, I’ll take care
you up
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
two officers approached, one lifting Cicely’s
other pulled out handcuffs.
Cicely’s eyes suddenly shrank,
compliance from just moments ago was replaced
“What are you
Cicely, as a suspect, we need to ensure
cooperate with us.”
don’t want
of the Ellis family. How could she possibly wear
with you and I won’t run. So there’s
officer spoke again: “If you don’t cooperate,
necessary forceful action.”
they did just that. Without letting
hands and with a “click,” those delicate wrists
steel of the cuffs.
a sudden tingle in her nose, biting her lip hard to keep tears
Her hands clenched into fists, shaking, then
relaxed.
a few steps out, at the emergency exit,
deep-set eyes calmly watching her. She slowed her
Diaz.” The officer
gaze remained fixed on the woman between them, especially on
around her hands. His eyes
clenched tightly. After a
go with
back
felt a coldness seeping
which had just shown fear
anger, to detachment,
curve on her lips.
this the consequence of provoking you? The Ellis
Even if I did actually hurt someone, my
in
many days can
narrowed dangerously, as if
abyss of his gaze. His hand
veins bulging, knuckles whitening, his palm’s circulation cut
Cicely.” His voice
choking him.
tasting his
the cold, silvery handcuffs on her hands,
of showing goodwill?”
speaking, she didn’t wait to see Seth’s
the lead in moving forward. “Weren’t you in
if you’re not, I’m in a
quickly followed
leaving the hospital, Cicely stopped
cover this up
borrowed a lab coat
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
was ugly.
*
in the police car
went. She was then directed to sit in the
she pretended to casually look
was small, with a one-way mirror opposite her, a camera
a cheaply varnished table with a recorder on it.
The working conditions were
their hips,
didn’t begin immediately. Cicely sat quietly, picking at
on
She thought about the cop
as a psychological tactic,
She didn’t hurt anyone.
Seth watched Cicely
indifferent.
interrogator entered. The supposed
actual interrogation.
Liar.
began. The interrogator asked
events.
fully, and she shared every detail
that she and Seth had gotten married
if Seth loved
loon.” Cicely’s voice trembled,
hand and stabbed herself with
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