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
her
eyes widened, holding back restraint and
me go
needed to have dinner, take a shower, and
Issac’s gone.” She cut him off, her eyes shimmering with a layer
unshed tears.
face darkened, his voice suddenly turning cold, “He wasn’t
drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern face in silence. Then,
pulled out her phone and dialed
the phone to her
moment it started to ring. She tried
After five or six attempts,
chaos, but the director could
her to calm down.
he? How can someone just
Cicely, the patient was taken by his father. We couldn’t
good are you? You can’t save a life, and you can’t stop
point of this
vent her frustration. Seth stood by,
exhausted and without any
a zombie devoid
hallway wall, she
again, but the result was the same. The call was disconnected as
began.
put away her phone, her hand resting on
She seemed to be crying, soundlessly, but her
and sorrow were palpable.
and gently pulled her into his arms, his
head, his deep and gentle voice emanating from above
go have lunch.”
making no attempt to struggle
after about a minute of silence, she spoke
Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat or
restaurants outside.”
current calm and compliance, compared to
far too out
closed her eyes, “I’m
picked her up. Cicely did not refuse, her body
she leaned on him, her eyes
instructed Charlie
on the bed, and Seth handed her a glass of water,
accepted. After she drank, she nestled into the
hour later, Charlie
always ate with a slow, distinctive
with a napkin, and looked
not
grip on his cup tightened
who was leaning on the couch, her tone as cold
taking Issac away, making me unable to
not that he’s dead, and that I won’t choose
divorce you over him?”
silent. After setting the glass
might be right.”
tugged at her lip, “Why? What else do
is it because I was the
of being dumped, and you feel that your
trampled on, and you can’t get over it, so you won’t
thin lips pressed
while, he hooked his lips
him. “So no matter what, this marriage…
to be
sardonic smile, “Can’t
me?”
wanted to dump me. Why would I
for
a cold smile,
“For no
door
in, “Mr. Diaz, the
it can’t
events of the previous day and losing an entire building,
and executives were
bombarded with
to him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to
by his wife’s side, cool and composed as if nothing
didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
gaze and slowly closed
couch.
his jacket
It’s a mess out there, and you won’t gain
the hospital to avoid
She could hear
the door. “Keep a close eye on her. Don’t
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
in to clear the table and tidy up the room,
remnants of the meal.
the ward. Two burly men followed her
natural thing in
Creighton’s intensive care unit. The medical
busy, so she waited outside for a
could enter.
not optimistic.
the critical forty-eight hours to
doctor. She
Creighton’s hand, and rested
down the sourness
inside her.
in those recordings.
me that USB drive. He’s part of a
that drive is a bit special. It can
drive and hides automatically.
and his team are working hard on the
we retrieve the
to worry. I’m your daughter, after
to go to
of my innocence. If they dare to bring me in
I prove I’m clear, I’ll
up, but
of it makes my hands itch
to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need
you don’t want me to get
you’ve got to recover quickly
support.”
tears at
Her heart was full of pain
to say to someone,
about Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce Seth,
she might be pregnant. But
died, it was
excitement for them.
tragedy becomes another’s
is infuriating.
her would react the most, and
That was why she couldn’t bring herself
these issues.
meant to her, how
ill-timed a pregnancy
too, so she couldn’t
trivial things,
the
passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to
the
the parking lot. Her
was hoping for Creighton to
anything beyond that.
blankly at the distant parking
with large bags and happy faces, others rushing
recognized a familiar figure carrying things from a
At that
calling. He asked
stood behind her, his expression somber
slowly from side to side, disbelief etched on
to accept what had happened.
spun around, her eyes
dead?”
cruel, ruthless reality she least
face.
flickered slightly as he replied, his voice
know.”
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suddenly stepped toward him, and up
against
isn’t much. Seth thought she might slap him in fury,
day before, but instead she pushed
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
persisted, “Is Issac really
her gaze,
back restraint and
me go
needed to have dinner, take a
Issac’s gone.” She cut him off,
unshed tears.
his voice suddenly turning cold, “He
upward, studying Seth’s stern face in silence. Then, as if
out her phone and dialed
phone
moment it started
five or six attempts, she gave up
office was in chaos, but the director
her to calm down.
he? How
taken by his father. We couldn’t stop
are you? You can’t save
point of this
her frustration.
the end, exhausted
like a
against the hallway wall, she
again, but the result was the same.
began.
her phone, her hand resting
She seemed to be crying, soundlessly, but her
and sorrow were palpable.
approached her and gently pulled her into
and gentle voice emanating from
go have lunch.”
him hold her, making no
immediately, but after about a minute of silence,
juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat or anything
restaurants outside.”
Her current calm and compliance, compared to
seemed far too
closed her
Cicely did not refuse, her body
fatigue as she leaned on him, her eyes
instructed Charlie
the bed, and Seth handed
accepted. After she drank, she nestled into the
hour later, Charlie
always ate with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually, she set
napkin, and looked
not want to divorce
on his
couch, her
Issac away,
just think he’s left, not that he’s dead, and
divorce you over him?”
remained silent. After setting the glass down, he said, “It sounds
might be right.”
her lip, “Why? What else do you want? Aren’t the Ellis
is it because I
giving you a feeling of being dumped, and you
you can’t get over it, so
his thin lips pressed
and after a long while, he hooked his lips
“So no matter what,
to be ended
in a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just
me?”
you wanted
you for no
cold smile,
no
knock on the door interrupted them, and Seth turned to open
“Mr. Diaz,
for you; it can’t be delayed any
of the previous day and losing an
and executives were
been bombarded with calls, including the
handed off to him. Mr. Diaz had first gone
staying by his wife’s side, cool and composed as if nothing
believe Mr. Diaz was
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
her gaze and slowly closed her eyes against the back
couch.
straightened up and grabbed his jacket from the couch. “I’ve
there, and you won’t
hospital to avoid unnecessary
could hear Seth’s
a close eye on her. Don’t take
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
in to clear the table and tidy
remnants of the meal.
left the ward. Two burly men followed her as if
thing in
up to Creighton’s intensive
waited outside
could enter.
doctor’s report was still not optimistic.
forty-eight hours to
thanked the doctor. She then sat beside the bed,
Creighton’s hand, and rested her cheek against
eyes, pushing down the sourness and fear welling
inside her.
about what was said in those
USB drive. He’s part of a computer club
that drive is a bit special. It can fry a computer,
the drive and hides automatically. As
his team are working hard on the
and we retrieve the files, I’ll be
need to worry. I’m your daughter, after all. How could
to go
my innocence. If they dare
clear, I’ll tear the
plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve never
my hands itch to
deal with later, and
since you don’t want me to get arrested, I won’t.
you’ve got to recover
support.”
tears at the
say to someone,
Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce Seth,
pregnant. But
if someone died, it was just
excitement for them.
tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the thought
is infuriating.
cared for her would
she couldn’t
these issues.
much Issac meant to her, how heartbroken
Seth, and how ill-timed a pregnancy would be now. Creighton must
too, so she couldn’t tell him any
about trivial things, carefully avoiding any
the Diaz International
passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to
unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and
Beyond the fence was the parking lot. Her
about was hoping for Creighton to wake up;
anything beyond that.
stared blankly at the distant parking lot, watching
leaving with large bags and happy faces, others rushing in with
familiar figure carrying things
that moment,
Grandpa calling. He asked about
narrowed. Danielle… Erik said, “Go check
followed the man as he disappeared, then she
one that had clashed with
debates before.
Another assistant working alongside
care of
befalling the family, Erik
she had not even returned home
see how Danielle is doing, I heard she’s in
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over to the railing and watched
and going in the parking lot, “Issac is
end of the
the rusted railing tightly as she
only Patty and Danielle hadn’t dilly-dallied and
quicker. It wouldn’t have taken much, maybe just a minute sooner,
thirty seconds, or even ten might
Issac wouldn’t have
filled with helplessness and
from the phone, “Cicely…”
you know what Issac meant to me? He was like the air to
noticeable when around, but
man’s granddaughter.
Patty wasting so much time for the sake
wouldn’t have died.
Cicely took a deep breath, “Alright. I’ll go
for you.”
her phone and turned, expressionless, towards
hospital.
for long before Cicely
fruit and some lunch. The two
to either side of the hospital room door, not
her.
Danielle’s room,
the edge of the bed, peeling an apple
a knock and turned to see Cicely
doorway.
Shane could react, Patty had already
warily. “What are you
room. These were matters among
love and hate. It was best for him to keep out
affairs.
Patty, Danielle has Ellis blood in
her than you are, so why wouldn’t
she
eyes fell on the person wrapped up so tightly
mouth visible.
with dry skin. Those bloodshot eyes were
all her strength were focused there, wishing
tear Cicely apart.
Cicely laughed, “Grandpa’s not well, and he asked
I came to see just how
Your legs had just healed, and now you’re back in bed.
point of living like
you got no humanity? That’s your cousin you’re
wish her
could no longer hold back, shaking with rage.
Cicely remained indifferent, her
that peeked out from the bandages looked both
at her with a fury that seemed
hatred.
glaring at me? Seems like, Issac and
born under a cursed star? Why
you suffer misfortune?”
lips trembled, “You are the cursed one.” Her voice was hoarse, and
at her wounds, causing tears to well up in
eyes.
“Danielle, if you hadn’t returned to
I wouldn’t have met you or Seth.
no more difference to me
her, “Do you not
Seth are like stray dogs to
you? Have you forgotten how you used
that, Cicely slowly turned her head, her detached and icy
“What do you
of your mind?” Cicely finally said,
picking a fight? Everyone knows how I feel
always thought I was heartless and ungrateful, but somehow I
that it’s actually you
“You…”
come to save you, do you
I don’t expect gratitude, but is a simple ‘thank you’
for your
anger in her eyes intensifying. “You saving
curry favor so I wouldn’t stand in the
you bother to risk your lives to
joke! If you hadn’t come, we would have
the nerve to
haven’t even begun to settle the
felt the absurdity of it all. How twisted must one’s morals
be unable to distinguish right
blatantly distort the truth.
eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint as she took
come along, Danielle
so would you. Your fate?
shrink back at her words, her shoulders
I never expected you to be falling over yourselves with gratitude,
They were saved
scrape by every day from here
of gratitude. If it weren’t for you
in
made Cicely’s temples throb with a
to do with us? Got what he deserved, didn’t he?” The fury that had been brewing
she felt as if the explosion that had rocked her world
her head. “You think
say his
the wild rage emanating from
panic, she raised the paring
are you trying to
as a statue. Patty’s heart steadied, and her
“Am I wrong?
your own, dragging that spineless lapdog up
come, how could
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veins on Cicely’s forehead stood
anger she felt. “Even if I did
stalled me for Danielle, Danielle would have been
Issac wouldn’t have died. No one
something like that.”
sensed the dangerous mood that Cicely was
paring knife in
the searing pain in her body, she propped
word with her raspy voice. “Cicely, don’t forget,
wanted to go upstairs to fetch your wedding dress. So, even
the rescue helicopter right from
might have even gone back for
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
with painful gasps, “Besides, it was
body. No matter
on me and Patty.”
speechless. No matter her reasons
at such a time, it didn’t matter
had known it from the
them. They owed Issac a debt of gratitude, not to
as unforgivable as his death being
could there be
fists, her
Cicely’s pain.
Cicely and the late Millie were so similar,
but in temperament. Millie was a nothing more than
than anyone else, always
the men seemed to have
Millie had died, Patty hadn’t seen her humiliated
through her daughter. She could almost see Millie’s
Cicely’s anguish.
smile tinged with satisfaction and triumph
hurt her, badly,
Cicely suddenly let out a soft laugh and slowly
why I came to save you? It
trying to gain your favor. You probably haven’t realized
a faint smile and slowly lifted her
a mocking tone, “We’re already
face contorted in shock, and
incredulously at Cicely.
felt vindicated. No wonder Patty could confront her
words. Now she kind of realized it.
relieving.
after Ray nearly
fragile composure shattered,
ring on Seth? Or
drawer of the bedroom
few seconds, staring at the ring on
more grotesquely. “No! I don’t believe
me…”
dismissive, “Then why would he
on him. Now
another man around that time. Perhaps he’s
Patty was struggling to control herself, the knife in her
never fall for you.
understanding, “Well, so
he would choose to marry me behind
was for the Ellis Group shares,
the case,
to you? I
recovering from her shock, eyed the trembling knife
“Cicely, if you’re done, could you please
not out of the woods yet, and his time
You should spend time with him
gaze suddenly darkened as she turned to Danielle, her eyes
about? Who says my dad’s
noticed Patty’s gaze piercing her and
“Seth told me. They have been keeping it a secret
is dying? Creighton is dying?!” Patty’s shrill
frowned and as she turned, she saw Patty’s crazed gaze
her, the knife lunging toward
shock, instinctively shielded
all your fault! You
halted by the
reach out and grasp Patty’s wrist. “What the
wrong with you?!”
Patty’s hands seemed to emanate from deep
through Cicely’s taut nerves. Patty’s eyes were
down her cheeks as she glared at
“It’s all because of
You’re like a curse.
find Millie and stop tormenting
reeling from Patty’s emotional outburst. Did
condition this much? What
so much, why did Patty want to kill
fall
of Millie and Cicely. One moment it was Millie’s face, the next
back
glanced down
wrestle it
Cicely’s hand.
but then Patty gave her a cruel smile. “I
die, I’ll make sure Seth hates you for the
words, Patty yanked Cicely’s hand, turned
handle, and plunged it into her
as Patty, clutching her hand,
Cicely’s face
warm blood painted Cicely’s hands
Patty’s body began to slide down, she clung
the blanket
spoke volumes. That
was on the blanket indescribably tight, her eyes locked onto Danielle’s,
convey a
with terror, and she
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
door burst open as Shane and two men who had
scene
bed, drenched in blood, while
a bloodstained knife, her
of it and called
The room descended into chaos, and Cicely stood frozen
avoidant
was terrified. She might have been tough and
a gory scene,
was ushered out of the
shakily washed the
she made her way to
stood outside the
had been with her
as they stood
overheard
you guys?
but you need to
seconds of
“Cicely.”
lifting her head
before her, well-preserved, exuding a mature
grace of a young lady, an
softening
the familiar yet somehow
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
her, and with a slight frown, she tapped
“Look at you, such a mess.” The
wince and step aside.
could see Cicely’s abnormal reaction. With
niece’s face. “What’s
her head slightly, but
nonetheless.
herself, but seeing Cicely’s tears, she was still taken
seen her cry even when Millie
been through, Lana took a
her hair,
am here now.”
raced to the hospital. Patty was
had witnessed upon entering the
was stabbed in the chest, the blood-stained knife was in Cicely’s
lay passed out
was careful with his words, not wanting to influence Seth’s perception
it was explained, everything seemed to
Cicely.
arrived at Creighton’s ICU and saw
deep in conversation.
two men in black sighed in relief when they
Cicely tensed.
man
calm and detachment beyond his years. But still, he was
at composure, Lana’s
through his façade.
wonder Cicely had
Seth? My niece’s husband?”
confusion.
face was ghastly
lingering for a few seconds
mother might be in
a divorce, her condition is
there’s no need for you to worry.” Lana was always
Once she had made up her mind about right and
she stuck to it tenaciously, a trait that had often caused
headaches.
her words, Seth’s face darkened immediately, “Who said
divorce?”
marriage is beyond saving, why not let it go?
has happened and continue living
terms while you’re still young, so neither of you wastes the
didn’t respond to Lana but kept his eyes intently on Cicely, his
emotionless. “Did you
narrowed her eyes
nodded, “I’ll give you the shares
“Is Issac dead?”
of Issac, Cicely’s eyes shook, and she looked
“You’re asking
which means we can’t get
“Seth, just to avoid a divorce,
have something to do with Issac’s
or hear of his death, we’re bound
“Think what you want.”
a chilly laugh, “I asked your
fall for me,
now. Could it be
in his pocket clenched slightly, his eyes narrowing,
tell my
to use her to capture your
And I asked her if you loved
gaze locked onto her, sharp and
their emotional entanglement.
the doctor, arrange for a discharge as
your dad and you first, and then we’ll
bring your grandfather over.”
she said this, she was already walking away but paused mid-way, casting
turning to Cicely, “If he refuses to divorce, you
with him. If I remember correctly, the
living apart for two years
dissolve a marriage.”
“I’ll come with
to follow Lana, Seth caught
trace of restraint, “Do you really
leave just like that?”
you go ahead and finalize
voice subdued and steady, “Be
provoke me.”
little. “It sounds like
on leaving?”
“No.”
So, I’ll be leaving and I’ll
later.”
surfaced on Seth’s
not understand what
growl. For a moment, she
spoke again,
Cicely. Don’t push
by palpitations. Painfully, she twisted
from his shackles. She didn’t answer him
him
stared at her, the darker his gaze was,
instinctively as she struggled.
of
frowned, stepped forward, and grasped his hand, intending
as unyielding as iron
surprised. In the end, it was with all her strength that
to break
grip loosened, Lana quickly
her heart skipping a beat at the sight
bottomless eyes.
look was that? It was deep, unfathomable,
bottom of an abyss, devoid
hurried away.
to live
back at Cicely and wondered if she realized what kind
had provoked.
stood watching their retreating figures emotionlessly. His
“I told you, don’t provoke me.” Lana’s heart raced as she recalled
word he had said. “Don’t provoke
more ominous in hindsight.
had never considered how severe the
could be.
didn’t know where the confidence came from, but she’d known all along
if
said.
there was nothing more desperate
again, she
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spoken with the doctor, and they’d managed to secure an
was the presence
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
visiting time was half an hour, Lana did not stay in the room
for her big brother, she
She never
meaningless activities.d2
Lana glanced at the girl sitting by
hands tenderly holding her father’s, her plea for
lips. She raised her hand
with your dad for now. I’ll go check
grandpa.”
“Then I’ll visit
Your grandpa’s spirit
all, what hadn’t he
looked up at Lana, opened her mouth to
managed a soft “Mhm.”
a deep breath, her hands sliding into the pockets of
you,
expression finally relaxed a little. With her
Especially concerning those two men in
she felt clueless on how to handle
ICU, they were met
their path. Their eyes glanced over the documents in their
face. “Are you
seeing the uniforms, a wave of panic washed over Cicely, and
noticed her reaction and shared
glance.
against you for intentional
come with us to the station to assist with
of them
immediately thinking of
anyone would suspect her of
she went crazy
just asking for your cooperation at this stage.
the station,” the leading officer interrupted
away.
was the Department of Justice, and
an eerie
wrong yet was still
between Cicely and the officers.
Are you taking her for questioning
a pretext to lock her
officers’ expressions grew stern. “Ma’am, please watch
our work,” one
“Have I insulted you? Is that
these days? Can’t I
grew serious, “We’ll take her statement,
evidence. If she’s not involved,
smile dripping with sarcasm, “So you’ll keep
investigation is
frown deepened, “She’s a suspect
I don’t let you take
of justice is punishable by up
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
blinked, pulling Lana aside, then stepped forward
question. “Who
they answered, “Mr.
being feeling like it had been
of suffocation, numbness set in. So,
this his way of stabbing her in the
throat at the realization of the depth of the
ruthlessness.
slowly. She
Then,
disturbance, rose
“Don’t worry, I won’t let them take you. I’ll go
right now.”
seemed not to
as if to herself.
focused on her niece’s profile, noticing
smile.
really love
confirm that it was Seth
want to
she asked Patty if Seth loved her.
to feel maybe he
let her leave with
her wrist from gripping tightly seemed to
loved her as well.
and he never answered, never
So she wasn’t sure.
asked this question,
she still couldn’t
stayed. It’s
night that just lost light and life and was
darkening.
some reason, she
metaphor.
“He does.”
is abnormal, and that’s the
Cicely smile. “Do
young girl in front of her was thinking.
think about
tapered off her smile and nodded faintly. “You
to arrange for dad to leave, and visit grandpa. In order
trouble anymore, I’ll
she felt like she just
now bear any more incidents now. So, she
Lana’s brow furrowed
gentle smile,
“No way!”
sliced through the air, brooking no
enforcement officers beside them darkened in demeanor.
we are well within our rights to deal
to the
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
you.” Cicely suddenly cut Lana off. “Auntie,
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eyes narrowed. After years of being spoiled rotten overseas,
about the situation back
check on grandpa and make sure someone looks after
go with them. And, could you please go first?
I’m being sent off
such seemingly sentimental
but that was just
she was.
breath with her eyes closed. “I’ll
need. With everything that’s happened these past
and I don’t understand any of it.
out when you get back. You don’t need to
time for
silent for two seconds. “Alright, I’ll take
you up
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
left, two officers approached, one lifting Cicely’s hands
other pulled out handcuffs.
suddenly
just moments ago
and distress. “What
a suspect, we need to
cooperate with us.”
want
a lady of the Ellis family. How could she
and I won’t run. So there’s
lead officer spoke again: “If you don’t cooperate, don’t blame us for
necessary forceful action.”
that. Without
a “click,” those delicate wrists
steel of the cuffs.
nose, biting her lip hard to keep
her eyes. Her hands
relaxed.
emergency
his deep-set eyes calmly watching her. She
Diaz.” The officer nodded at
fixed on the woman between
His eyes narrowed
clenched tightly. After a moment, he spoke, “Do you
to go
chilled to the bone, stared back at him. Despite
she felt a coldness seeping into her from
fear and panic, was now facing him.
from indifference, to anger,
curve on her lips.
the consequence of provoking you? The Ellis family
if I did actually hurt someone, my family would ensure my
think you can make me give in this way? Let me tell you,
many days can
as if something feral
his gaze. His hand in his pocket clenched again,
knuckles whitening, his palm’s
voice was tense, as if something
choking him.
his words, “Know when
silvery handcuffs on her
of showing goodwill?”
speaking, she didn’t wait to see Seth’s reaction or hear what
the lead in moving forward. “Weren’t you in a
Not in a rush anymore? Even if you’re not, I’m
The officers quickly followed her
hospital, Cicely stopped again.
softly, “Could you cover this
her request, an officer borrowed a lab coat from the
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
ugly. Really
*
was whisked away in the police car to the nearest precinct.
She was then directed to sit in
she pretended to
one-way
table with a recorder on it.
working conditions were
begin immediately. Cicely sat quietly,
spot on the
about the
a psychological tactic, but
She didn’t hurt anyone.
watched Cicely sitting
indifferent.
interrogator entered. The supposed ‘statement’
actual interrogation.
Liar.
interrogator
events.
cooperated fully, and she shared every
she and Seth had gotten
loved her
a total loon.”
and stabbed herself with
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