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
met her gaze,
back restraint and forbearance.
me go
needed to have dinner, take a shower, and get
Issac’s gone.” She cut him off, her eyes
unshed tears.
voice suddenly turning cold,
stern face in silence. Then, as
her, she pulled out
the phone to her
off the moment it started to ring. She tried again, with the
attempts, she gave
hospital director’s office was in chaos, but the
her to calm down.
is he? How
taken by his father. We couldn’t stop
are you? You can’t save a life, and
the point
let her vent her frustration. Seth stood by, allowing her
end, exhausted and without any
director’s office, like a
hallway wall, she mechanically dialed
again, but the result was the same. The call was disconnected
began.
phone, her hand resting on her eyes, her
ball. She seemed to be crying, soundlessly, but
and sorrow were palpable.
and gently pulled her into his arms,
her head, his deep and gentle voice emanating from above her.
go have lunch.”
no attempt to
after about a minute of silence,
and Tom Yum soup. I
restaurants outside.”
surprised. Her current calm
hysteria, seemed far too out of
her eyes, “I’m
her up. Cicely did not refuse,
she leaned on him, her
instructed Charlie
laid on the bed, and Seth handed her a glass of water, which
she drank,
hour later,
ate with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,
her mouth with a napkin, and looked at Seth with
not want to divorce
grip on his cup tightened
leaning on the couch, her tone as cold
think, by taking Issac away, making me unable to
not that he’s
divorce you over him?”
setting the glass down, he said, “It sounds
might be right.”
at her lip, “Why? What else do you want? Aren’t
Or is it
you a feeling of being dumped,
can’t get
tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed
and after a long while, he hooked
in front of him. “So no matter
to be ended
lips curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just
me?”
you wanted to
you for
a cold smile, grew
“For no
door interrupted
in, “Mr. Diaz, the
it can’t be delayed
previous day and
shareholders and
been bombarded with calls, including
handed off to him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to the Ellis Group, then straight
wife’s side, cool and composed as if
didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware of how bad
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
her gaze and slowly closed her eyes against the back
couch.
his jacket from the couch. “I’ve got to
mess out there, and you won’t
the hospital to avoid
hear Seth’s footsteps fading away, followed
the door. “Keep a close eye on her. Don’t
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
in to clear the table and tidy
remnants of the meal.
Two burly men
most natural thing in the
Creighton’s
so she waited outside for
could enter.
still not
the critical forty-eight hours
and thanked the doctor. She then sat beside the
rested
closed her eyes, pushing down
inside her.
was said in those recordings.
Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part of
that drive is a bit special. It
hides automatically. As soon
Joel and his team are working hard on
that’s ready and we retrieve the files, I’ll
worry. I’m your daughter, after all. How
be mistreated? I agreed to go to the justice department
of my innocence. If they dare to bring me in
clear, I’ll tear
caused plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve never actually dismantled
my hands itch to do
deal with
you don’t want me to get arrested, I won’t. However,
the place up. Dad, you’ve got to recover quickly and be my
support.”
away the tears at the corner
Her heart was full of pain and tenderness. Right
so much to say to someone, so very
Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce
she might be pregnant. But everyone who
bystanders. Even if someone died,
excitement for them.
one person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the
is infuriating.
people who truly cared for her would
That was why she couldn’t bring herself to tell Creighton
these issues.
meant to her, how heartbroken she’d
Seth, and how ill-timed a pregnancy would be
Seth too, so she couldn’t tell him any of
to Creighton about trivial things, carefully
the Diaz International
passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to
to the hospital’s park and
the fence was the parking lot. Her mind was a blur.
Creighton to wake
anything beyond that.
she stared blankly at the distant parking lot,
bags and happy faces, others rushing
familiar figure carrying things from a car
that moment, her
asked about her dad and Danielle’s
stood behind her, his expression somber as he
turned slowly from side to side,
to accept what had
eternity, she spun around, her eyes bloodshot with distress.
dead?”
the cruel, ruthless
face.
flickered slightly as he replied, his voice
know.”
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suddenly stepped toward him, and up close, the resentment in
against his
she might slap him in
the day before, but instead she pushed
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
persisted, “Is
met her
eyes widened, holding back restraint and forbearance. “Why didn’t
go
have dinner, take a shower, and get
off, her eyes shimmering with
unshed tears.
face darkened, his voice suddenly turning cold,
stern face in silence. Then, as
out her phone and dialed
phone to her
moment it started to ring.
five or six attempts, she gave up and
office was in chaos, but the
her to calm down.
is he? How can someone just
by
what good are you? You can’t save a life, and you can’t stop someone
the point of this
could only let her vent her frustration. Seth stood
a scene. In the end, exhausted and without any answers,
director’s office, like a zombie
she
same.
began.
put away her phone, her hand
into a ball. She seemed to be crying,
and sorrow were palpable.
and gently pulled her into his arms, his
her head, his deep and gentle
go have lunch.”
her, making no attempt to struggle or resist. She
immediately, but after about a minute of silence, she spoke softly.
and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat or anything
restaurants outside.”
surprised. Her current calm and compliance, compared to
far too out
her eyes, “I’m
Cicely did
on him, her eyes
Charlie
Seth handed her a
drank, she nestled
later, Charlie brought
slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually, she
her mouth with a napkin, and looked at
you not
grip on his cup tightened
couch, her
Issac
he’s left, not that he’s
divorce you over him?”
After setting the glass
might be right.”
else do you want? Aren’t the Ellis
my hands good enough? Or is it because I
feeling of being dumped,
you can’t get over
thin lips pressed into a straight line. He
after a long while, he hooked his
“So no matter what, this
to be ended
lips curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just
me?”
The fact is you wanted to dump
for no
tinged with a cold smile,
“For no reason,
of a knock on the door interrupted them,
“Mr. Diaz, the company matters
for you; it can’t be
the events of the previous day and losing an
and executives
bombarded with calls, including the one Mr.
handed off to him. Mr. Diaz had first
his wife’s side,
Diaz was
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
gaze and slowly closed
couch.
grabbed his jacket from the couch. “I’ve got
out there, and you won’t gain anything from roaming
the hospital to
remained silent. She could hear Seth’s footsteps fading away, followed
the door. “Keep a close eye on her.
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
table and tidy
remnants of the meal.
ward. Two burly men followed her as
most natural thing in the
up to Creighton’s
she waited outside for a good fifteen minutes
could enter.
was still not
past the critical forty-eight hours to be truly
and thanked the doctor. She then sat beside the
hand, and rested her cheek against
pushing down the sourness and fear welling
inside her.
was said in those recordings.
gave me that USB drive.
It can fry
the drive and hides automatically. As soon as someone cracks
and his team are working hard on
ready and we retrieve the files,
need to worry. I’m your daughter,
go
my innocence. If they dare to
prove I’m clear, I’ll
caused plenty of trouble growing up,
of it makes my hands
with later, and
want me to get arrested, I won’t. However, I still intend
the place up. Dad, you’ve got to
support.”
the tears at the corner of
full of
so much to say
talk about Issac’s situation, her desire
pregnant. But
Even if someone died, it was just
excitement for them.
tragedy becomes another’s
is infuriating.
truly cared for her would react the
why she couldn’t bring herself to
these issues.
meant to her, how heartbroken she’d
a pregnancy would be now. Creighton
in Seth too, so she couldn’t tell him
talked to Creighton about trivial
of the Diaz International
the ICU doctor came in
went to the hospital’s park and sat on
the parking lot. Her mind was a blur. All
hoping for Creighton to wake
anything beyond that.
blankly at the distant parking
large bags and happy
familiar figure carrying things from a
that moment,
was Grandpa calling. He asked about her dad and
eyes narrowed. Danielle… Erik said, “Go check on her for
the man as he disappeared,
was a familiar face, one that had clashed with Seth in
debates before.
Another assistant working alongside
take care of
befalling the family, Erik
house, and she had not even returned home
go see how Danielle is doing,
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walked over to the
the parking lot, “Issac
end of the phone was long
hands gripped the rusted railing tightly
“If only Patty and Danielle hadn’t dilly-dallied
It wouldn’t have taken much, maybe just a minute sooner,
even ten might have
and Issac wouldn’t
filled with helplessness and a choke of
from the phone, “Cicely…”
what Issac meant to
when around, but now that he’s
was the old man’s granddaughter.
so much time for the sake of
wouldn’t have died.
Cicely took a deep breath, “Alright. I’ll
for you.”
put away her phone and turned,
hospital.
Danielle’s room for long before
of fruit and some lunch. The two
to either side of the
her.
room, looking haggard with sunken, swollen
bed, peeling an apple Shane had
the top, when she heard a knock and turned to
doorway.
had already jumped
“What are you
left the room. These were matters among women,
hate. It was
affairs.
“Ms. Patty, Danielle
her than you
she approached the
the person wrapped up so tightly on
mouth visible.
with dry
all her strength were focused there, wishing she
tear Cicely apart.
and he
how pitiful you are. Covered in
huh? Your legs had just healed, and
of living
That’s your cousin you’re
wish
no longer hold back, shaking with
indifferent, her gaze fixed on
bandages looked
at her with a fury
hatred.
like, Issac and
were you born under a cursed star? Why does everyone
you suffer misfortune?”
are the cursed one.” Her voice was hoarse,
was pulling at her wounds, causing tears
eyes.
if you
happened. I wouldn’t have met you or
together make no more difference to me than
suddenly shouted beside her, “Do you not hear
are like stray dogs to
Have you forgotten how you used to cling
her head, her detached and icy
“What
out of your mind?” Cicely
you deliberately picking a fight? Everyone knows how
He always thought I was heartless
that it’s actually you who
“You…”
save you, do you think
I don’t expect gratitude,
for your oh-so-superior
her eyes intensifying. “You saving us? Wasn’t
International, trying to curry favor so
and Seth? Otherwise, why would you bother to risk your
If you hadn’t come,
the
even begun to settle the score
of it all.
to be so thankless, to be unable to distinguish right from
blatantly distort the truth.
narrowing with a dangerous
closer. “If we hadn’t come along, Danielle would be nothing
Your fate? Nothing more than two charred
seemed to shrink back at her words, her
never expected you to be falling over
They were saved
him. Even if you scrape by every day from here on out,
gratitude. If it weren’t for you two, he
brief silence in
made Cicely’s temples throb with a
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 rocked
once again inside her head. “You think he got
say his death
the wild rage emanating from Cicely, trembled from head
her panic, she raised the paring
you trying to
figure rigid as a statue. Patty’s
into a cold, mocking smile. “Am I wrong? I didn’t ask
choice on your own, dragging that spineless lapdog
If you hadn’t come, how could
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forehead stood
anger she felt. “Even if I did come up
me for
No one in their right mind would
something like that.”
Danielle, lying in her bed, sensed the dangerous
upon seeing the sharp paring knife in
searing pain in her body, she propped
her raspy voice. “Cicely, don’t forget,
said you wanted to go upstairs to fetch your wedding dress.
right from the
have even gone back for
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
voice was now interspersed with painful gasps, “Besides, it
with his body. No
on me and Patty.”
was speechless. No matter her reasons for wanting
such a time, it didn’t matter
She had known it
them. They owed Issac a debt of gratitude, not
unforgivable as his
be
clenched into fists, her body trembling
reveling in Cicely’s pain. It was evident
and the late Millie were so
a nothing more than a call
arrogantly than anyone else, always
all the men seemed to
when Millie had died, Patty hadn’t seen her humiliated
She could almost see Millie’s pain
Cicely’s anguish.
with satisfaction and triumph flickered in
to hurt her, badly, by
Cicely suddenly let out a
I came to save you? It wasn’t because I was
gain your
pulled a faint smile and slowly lifted
hand, Cicely continued in a mocking tone,
in shock, and
incredulously at Cicely.
vindicated. No wonder Patty could confront her with
words. Now she kind of realized it. It was
relieving.
a few days after Ray nearly forced himself on me, Seth
already fragile composure shattered,
never seen a similar ring on Seth? Or do you want
drawer of the bedroom
froze for a few seconds, staring at the ring on
more grotesquely. “No! I don’t believe it!
me…”
cool and dismissive, “Then why would he suddenly
given up on him. Now
man around that time. Perhaps he’s fallen for
to
“He would never fall for you. He promised
so other
think of why he would
the Ellis Group shares, nothing
“If that’s the case, being open about it would
Why lie to
recovering from her shock, eyed the trembling
bit her lip. “Cicely, if you’re
is not out of the woods yet, and
should spend
as she turned to Danielle, her eyes icy,
about? Who says my dad’s time is running
piercing her and
me. They have been keeping it a
is dying? Creighton is
she turned, she
her, the knife lunging toward
in shock, instinctively shielded her stomach
all your fault!
stumbled backward, her retreat halted by the hutch behind her.
but to reach out and grasp
wrong with you?!”
Patty’s hands seemed
through Cicely’s taut nerves. Patty’s eyes were bloodshot,
she glared at Cicely, unable to mask
hatred. “It’s all because of you! If it
Everyone would be fine. You’re like a curse. You
go find Millie and stop
Patty’s emotional outburst.
this much? What was going through
Patty loved her father so much, why
fall for you.”
image of Millie and Cicely. One moment it was Millie’s face, the
flipping back and
look, glanced down at the
to wrestle it away, Patty
Cicely’s hand.
a cruel smile. “I told
if I die, I’ll make sure Seth hates you
words,
handle, and plunged it into her own
as Patty,
Cicely’s face and
watching as her warm blood painted Cicely’s hands
to slide down, she clung
blanket
agonized expression spoke volumes. That word
blanket indescribably tight, her
to convey
filled Danielle with terror, and she finally let
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
burst open as Shane and two men who had
scene stunned
drenched in blood, while Cicely stood with
holding a bloodstained knife, her clothes and face
first to snap out of it and called
fainted. The room descended into chaos, and Cicely stood frozen
suspicious and avoidant glances from
terrified. She might have been tough and brash, but she
such a gory scene, especially
the room by the hospital staff,
shakily washed the
Then, in a daze, she made her
before visiting hours and stood outside the unit, lost
been with her immediately called
as they stood by
overheard a commotion
you guys? Step
but you need to leave
few seconds of silence
“Cicely.”
slowly lifting her head and turning toward
her, well-preserved, exuding a
a young lady, an air of graceful allure
fortitude softening
the familiar yet somehow
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
her, and with a slight
such a mess.” The
wince and step aside.
see Cicely’s abnormal reaction. With
niece’s face.
eyes flickered, and she shook her head
nonetheless.
had braced herself, but seeing Cicely’s tears, she was
seen her cry even when Millie had passed
been through, Lana
Stroking her hair, Lana whispered
am here now.”
to the hospital. Patty was in critical condition. Shane tried to
had witnessed upon entering
the chest, the blood-stained
Danielle lay passed out in
with his words, not
events, but no matter how it was explained, everything
Cicely.
at Creighton’s ICU and saw Cicely standing
deep in conversation.
in
Cicely tensed.
the young man before her. Handsome,
his years. But still, he
composure, Lana’s experienced
through his façade.
good man. No wonder
you are Seth? My niece’s husband?” Lana’s words had
confusion.
gaze to Cicely, whose face
for a few seconds before she
mother might be
a divorce, her
no need for you to worry.” Lana
had made up her mind about
a trait that had often caused
headaches.
her words, Seth’s face darkened immediately,
divorce?”
is beyond saving, why not let it go? Do
and continue living
terms while you’re still young, so
didn’t respond to Lana but kept his
emotionless. “Did you
her eyes at
nodded, “I’ll give you the
“Is Issac dead?”
Cicely’s eyes shook, and she looked up
“You’re asking
not dead, which means we
swelled in Cicely’s heart, “Seth, just to avoid a divorce,
low? Did you have something to
eyes, or hear of his death,
“Think what you want.”
chilly laugh, “I asked your mother,
fall
But look at your actions now. Could it be that
in his pocket clenched slightly,
you tell
“She suggested I saved her to use her to capture
married, at your proposal. And
gaze locked onto her, sharp
in their emotional entanglement. Glancing
“I’ll go talk to the
and you first, and
bring your grandfather over.”
was already walking away but paused
at Seth before turning to Cicely, “If he refuses to divorce, you
much with him. If I remember
living apart for two
dissolve a marriage.”
nodded, “I’ll come
follow Lana, Seth caught her
finally revealing a trace of restraint,
leave just like that?”
you go ahead and finalize
at her silently, his voice subdued and
provoke me.”
sank a little. “It sounds like you’re planning on killing me
on leaving?”
“No.”
be leaving and I’ll complete other
later.”
and anger finally surfaced on
not understand
growl. For a moment, she was silent.
tightened. He spoke again, his gentle voice marked by
“Behave, Cicely. Don’t
gripped by palpitations. Painfully, she twisted
to break free from his shackles. She didn’t answer him
him an
the darker his
instinctively as she struggled.
layer of
forward, and grasped his hand, intending
as unyielding
slightly surprised. In the end, it was with
to break his
with a wary gaze, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of his
bottomless eyes.
look was that? It was deep, unfathomable, as if stacking
the bottom of an abyss, devoid of sound, wind, breath,
and hurried away. She had never seen
seemed to live in
back at Cicely and wondered if she realized what kind
had provoked.
retreating figures emotionlessly. His lips parted
heart raced as she recalled Seth’s recently chilling
“Don’t provoke
more ominous in hindsight.
severe the consequences of Seth’s
could be.
came from, but she’d known all
her killed if she insisted on leaving, as
said.
more desperate and painful than death in
but again, she
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the doctor, and they’d managed to secure an
presence of someone to lean on
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
visiting time was half an hour, Lana did not
for her big brother, she
She never
meaningless activities.d2
at the
her father’s, her plea
Lana pursed her lips. She raised her hand to gently
here with your dad for now.
grandpa.”
lightly, “Then I’ll visit
Your grandpa’s spirit is much stronger
what hadn’t he lived
mouth
managed a soft “Mhm.”
took a deep breath, her hands sliding into the pockets of
I’ll wait for you, and we’ll go back
relaxed a little. With
next. Especially concerning those two men in
felt
as they left the ICU, they were met by
path. Their eyes glanced over the
Cicely’s face. “Are
the uniforms, a wave of panic washed over Cicely,
noticed her reaction and shared
glance.
there’s been an allegation against
to come with us to the station
of them
eyes flickered, immediately thinking
it seemed anyone would suspect her of injuring
do it; she went crazy on her own.” she
for your cooperation at this stage.
officer interrupted firmly, intent on
away.
investigation. First, it was the Department of Justice, and now
felt an eerie sense
wrong yet was still
placing herself between Cicely and the
right here first. Are you
a pretext to lock her
grew stern. “Ma’am,
our work,” one
scoffed, “Have I insulted you? Is that how bold and
are these days? Can’t I even ask
officer’s face grew serious, “We’ll take her statement, investigate,
evidence. If she’s not involved, she’ll be free
sarcasm, “So you’ll
the investigation
deepened, “She’s a suspect
I don’t let you
up to
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
stepped forward to face
question. “Who reported
they answered,
sharply, her whole being feeling
moment of suffocation, numbness set in.
this his way of stabbing her in
throat at the realization of the depth of the
ruthlessness.
long pause, Cicely nodded slowly. She stood still, her gaze fixed
in particular, lost in thought. Then,
any disturbance, rose
worry, I won’t let them take you.
right now.”
seemed not to hear
as if to herself.
profile, noticing the
smile.
really
was Seth who sent Issac away, probably
to divorce
Patty if Seth loved
feel maybe he loved
let her leave with
her wrist from gripping
loved her as well.
plainly, and he never answered,
So she wasn’t sure.
asked this question, the last look
emerged. To this moment, she still
where the Grim Reaper had stayed. It’s like
life before, or a twilit night that
darkening.
For some reason, she inclined more
metaphor.
“He does.”
people’s love is abnormal, and that’s
answer made Cicely smile. “Do you
the young girl in
to think about this right
and
for dad to leave, and visit grandpa. In order not to stir
trouble anymore, I’ll just go
aunt had just come back; she felt like she just had a little bit
bear any more incidents now. So, she could
with them. Lana’s brow furrowed
gave her a gentle smile, “Just going in for a
“No way!”
the
beside them
are well within our rights to deal
to the
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
suddenly cut Lana off. “Auntie, this
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of being spoiled
lot about the
you go check on grandpa and make sure someone looks after
go with them. And, could you please go first?
looking like I’m being sent off to
such seemingly sentimental things at
was somewhat ridiculous, but that was just the
she was.
breath with her eyes closed. “I’ll go with
everything that’s happened
and deal with, and I don’t understand
out when you get back. You don’t need to come with me.
for other
two seconds. “Alright, I’ll take care of everything
you up as
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
Lana left, two officers approached, one lifting Cicely’s hands while
other pulled out handcuffs.
cuffs, Cicely’s eyes suddenly
compliance from just moments ago was replaced
and distress. “What
as a suspect, we need to ensure there’s
cooperate with us.”
want
a lady of the Ellis family. How
I won’t run. So there’s no need for
“If you don’t cooperate,
necessary forceful action.”
Without letting Cicely argue, they
with a “click,” those delicate wrists were encircled
steel of the cuffs.
in her nose, biting
Her hands clenched into fists,
relaxed.
out, at the emergency exit, Seth
calmly watching her. She
Diaz.” The officer nodded at
gaze remained fixed on the woman between them, especially
her hands. His eyes
tightly. After a moment,
to go
chilled to the bone, stared back at him. Despite the sweltering
a coldness seeping
face, which had just shown fear and panic, was now facing
anger,
curve on her lips.
you?
did actually hurt
give in this way? Let
can you
narrowed dangerously, as if something feral was struggling
the abyss of his gaze. His hand in
bulging, knuckles whitening,
His voice was tense, as
choking him.
laughed, tasting his words,
down at the cold, silvery handcuffs on
of showing goodwill?”
wait to see Seth’s reaction or hear what
in moving forward. “Weren’t you in a hurry
Even if you’re not, I’m in a hurry
The officers quickly followed
stopped
“Could you cover this
officer borrowed a lab coat from the front
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
was ugly. Really
*
whisked away in the police car
then directed to sit in
pretended to casually
a one-way mirror opposite her, a
a cheaply varnished table with a recorder
working conditions
uniformed officers, pistols at their hips, stood stoically beside
begin immediately. Cicely
spot on the
thought about the
the interrogation as a psychological tactic, but did they
She didn’t hurt anyone.
the one-way glass, Seth watched
indifferent.
the interrogator entered. The supposed
actual interrogation.
Liar.
began. The interrogator asked her to
events.
she shared every detail she thought
and Seth had
Seth loved her like
total loon.” Cicely’s voice trembled, her
stabbed herself
me the assailant, right?”
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In Chapter 2051-2060 of the The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride series, The passage describes a conflict between Chloe and Keira. Keira has hurt Chloe, and Lance Olson is caught in the middle. An old lady named Hannah observes the situation, and she wants to meet Chloe due to her good nature. However, there is a potential issue with her grandson's arrival......... Will this Chapter 2051-2060 author Novelxo.com mention any details. Follow Chapter 2051-2060 and the latest season of this series at Novelxo.com.
The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride Chapter 2051-2060
The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 2051-2060