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 gaze,
eyes widened, holding back restraint
go
have dinner, take a
Issac’s gone.” She cut him off, her eyes shimmering with a layer
unshed tears.
darkened, his voice suddenly
Seth’s stern
struck her, she pulled out her
the phone
the moment it started to ring. She tried again, with the
After five or six attempts,
director’s office was in chaos, but the director
her to calm down.
he? How can someone
patient was taken by his father.
You can’t save
the point of
vent her frustration.
a scene. In the end, exhausted and without any
the director’s office, like a zombie devoid of thought, nearly drifting
wall, she mechanically dialed Brody’s
but the result was the same.
began.
put away her phone, her hand resting on her
a ball. She seemed to be
and sorrow were palpable.
gently pulled her into his arms, his hand
her head, his deep and gentle voice emanating
go have lunch.”
making no attempt to struggle
after about a minute of silence,
sour plum juice and Tom Yum soup. I
restaurants outside.”
current calm and
far too out
her eyes,
her up. Cicely
on him, her eyes
instructed Charlie
was laid on the bed, and Seth handed her a glass of
After she drank, she
hour later, Charlie
always ate with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually, she set down
her mouth with a napkin, and looked at Seth with a
“Do you not want to
grip on his
couch, her tone as cold and
Issac away, making me unable to
think he’s left, not that he’s dead, and that
divorce you over him?”
glass down, he said,
might be right.”
tugged at her lip, “Why? What else do you want?
hands good enough? Or is it because I was the one
being dumped, and you feel
on, and you can’t get over it,
thin lips pressed into a straight
a long while, he hooked his lips and
“So no matter what, this marriage… might
to be ended for
lips curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t you just pretend
me?”
we pretend? The fact is you wanted to dump me. Why would
for no
with a cold smile, grew
no reason,
knock on the door interrupted them, and
Diaz, the company matters
for you; it can’t be
day and losing an entire
shareholders and executives were
been bombarded with calls, including the one
to him. Mr. Diaz had first gone
by his wife’s side, cool and composed as
Charlie didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
withdrew her gaze and slowly closed her eyes against
couch.
grabbed his jacket from the couch. “I’ve got to
there, and you won’t gain anything from
in the hospital to avoid
hear Seth’s footsteps fading away,
the door. “Keep a close eye on her. Don’t take
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
table and tidy up
remnants of the meal.
and left the ward. Two burly men followed her as
natural thing in
to Creighton’s intensive care unit. The
waited outside for a
could enter.
still not optimistic.
forty-eight hours to be
doctor. She
rested her
her eyes, pushing down the sourness and
inside her.
was said in those recordings.
Ray. Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part of a computer
that drive is a bit special. It can fry a
onto the drive and hides automatically.
Joel and his team are working hard on the
we retrieve the files, I’ll
don’t need to worry. I’m your daughter, after all. How
mistreated? I agreed to go to the justice department because I
dare to bring
I’m clear, I’ll tear the place
caused plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve
department. The thought of it makes my hands
to be a mess to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need
want me to get arrested, I won’t. However,
got to recover quickly and be
support.”
stood up and wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. She
was full of
so much to say
wanted to talk about Issac’s situation,
that she might be pregnant. But everyone who should know
bystanders. Even if someone died, it
excitement for them.
person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the
is infuriating.
cared for her would react the most, and offer
she couldn’t
these issues.
to her,
ill-timed a pregnancy would be now.
in Seth too, so she couldn’t tell him any of
talked to Creighton about trivial things, carefully avoiding
aftermath of the Diaz International
the ICU doctor came in to ask
leaving the unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and sat on
the fence was the parking lot. Her mind was a blur.
Creighton to wake up; she couldn’t
anything beyond that.
at the distant parking
and happy faces, others rushing in with
a familiar figure carrying things from
that
He asked about her dad and Danielle’s
narrowed. Danielle.Seth stood behind her, his expression somber as he
side, disbelief
unable to accept what had happened.
she spun around, her
dead?”
directly, confronting the cruel,
face.
he replied, his voice cool,
know.”
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stepped toward him, and up close, the
unmistakable. She pushed against his chest with both
Seth thought she might
done the day before, but instead she pushed him, and caught off guard,
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
“Is Issac
met her gaze,
eyes widened, holding back restraint and forbearance. “Why
go out
have dinner, take a shower, and get
cut him off, her eyes shimmering with a
unshed tears.
darkened, his voice suddenly turning cold, “He
upward, studying Seth’s stern face in silence. Then, as if
struck her, she pulled out her phone and dialed Brody’s
the phone
the moment it started to
or six attempts,
chaos, but
her to calm down.
he? How
by his
save a life,
the point
only let her vent her frustration. Seth stood by,
exhausted and without
director’s office, like a zombie devoid of
against the hallway wall, she mechanically dialed
the result was the same.
began.
away her phone, her hand resting on her eyes, her slender
seemed to be
and sorrow were palpable.
and gently pulled her into
her head, his deep and gentle voice emanating
go have lunch.”
making no attempt to struggle or resist.
after about a minute of silence, she
soup. I
restaurants outside.”
paused, surprised. Her current calm and
hysteria, seemed far too out
her
picked her up. Cicely did not refuse, her body showing
fatigue as she leaned on him, her
instructed Charlie to
and Seth handed her a glass of water,
drank, she nestled
later, Charlie
slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually, she
napkin,
not want to divorce
on his cup
was leaning on the couch, her tone as cold and indifferent
taking Issac
that he’s
divorce you over him?”
setting the glass down, he
might be right.”
else do you want? Aren’t the Ellis
hands good enough? Or is it because I was the one
of being dumped, and you feel that your
on, and you can’t get over it, so you
jaw was tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed into
a long while,
no matter what, this marriage… might
to be ended
sardonic smile, “Can’t you just
me?”
fact is you wanted to dump me. Why would I want
you for no
tinged with a cold smile,
no
knock on the door interrupted them, and Seth turned to
stepped in, “Mr. Diaz, the company matters
it can’t
day and losing
shareholders and
had been bombarded with calls, including the
Mr. Diaz had first gone to the Ellis Group, then
wife’s side, cool and composed as if
believe Mr. Diaz
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
gaze and slowly closed
couch.
straightened up and grabbed his jacket from the
mess out there, and you won’t
in the hospital to avoid
remained silent. She could hear Seth’s footsteps fading away, followed
voice at the door. “Keep a close eye on her.
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
came in to clear the table and tidy up the room, removing
remnants of the meal.
ward. Two burly men
most natural thing in
elevator up to Creighton’s intensive care
so she waited outside for a
could enter.
doctor’s report was still not
it past the critical forty-eight hours to
She then sat beside the
and rested her cheek
down the sourness
inside her.
in those recordings. Yes, I said it,
gave me that USB
a bit special. It can fry a
and hides automatically. As
Joel and his team are working hard on the decryption
ready and we retrieve the files, I’ll be
worry. I’m your daughter, after
to go to the justice
evidence of my innocence. If they dare to bring me
clear, I’ll tear the
plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve never
my hands
to be a mess to deal with later, and I’ll
want me to get arrested, I won’t.
you’ve got to recover quickly
support.”
the tears at the
hair. Her heart was full of pain and tenderness. Right
had so much to say to someone, so
wanted to talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce Seth, and
be pregnant.
detached bystanders. Even if someone died, it
excitement for them.
one person’s tragedy becomes
is infuriating.
people who truly cared for her would react the
That was why she couldn’t bring
these issues.
Issac meant to her,
ill-timed a pregnancy would be now. Creighton
so she couldn’t tell him any
to Creighton about trivial
aftermath of the Diaz
quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to ask her
unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and sat on a bench
fence was the parking lot. Her mind
Creighton to wake up; she couldn’t figure
anything beyond that.
stared blankly at the distant parking
leaving with large bags and happy faces, others rushing in
she recognized a familiar figure
hospital. At that
was Grandpa calling. He asked about her dad and
Danielle… Erik said, “Go check
as he disappeared, then
a familiar face, one that had clashed with
debates before.
assistant working alongside
take care
the family, Erik was bedridden. There was
house, and she had not even
Danielle is doing, I heard she’s in a bad
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walked over to the railing and
and going in the parking lot, “Issac is
end of
slender hands gripped the rusted railing
Patty and Danielle hadn’t dilly-dallied and just gotten
quicker. It wouldn’t have taken much, maybe just a minute sooner,
even ten might have been enough. We
Issac wouldn’t have
helplessness and a choke of
from the phone, “Cicely…”
do you know what Issac meant to me? He was like the air
around, but now that
the old man’s granddaughter. So
Patty wasting so much time for the sake
wouldn’t have died.
long pause, Cicely took a deep breath, “Alright. I’ll go
for you.”
Cicely put away her phone
hospital.
Danielle’s room for long before
fruit and some lunch. The two
side of the hospital room
her.
there in Danielle’s room, looking
edge of the bed, peeling an apple Shane had handed
a knock and turned to see Cicely in
doorway.
Shane could react, Patty had already jumped to
warily. “What are you doing
the room. These were matters
was best
affairs.
smile, “Ms. Patty,
speaking, I’m closer to her than you
that said, she
eyes fell on the person wrapped up so tightly on the bed, only eyes
mouth visible.
dry skin.
her strength
tear Cicely apart.
Cicely laughed, “Grandpa’s not well, and he asked
you. So I came to see just how pitiful you
Your legs had just healed, and now you’re back
of
no humanity? That’s your cousin you’re talking
wish
hold back, shaking with rage. Her voice exploded
ear, yet Cicely remained indifferent, her gaze fixed on
bandages
her with a fury that
hatred.
you glaring at me? Seems like, Issac and I have
a cursed star?
you suffer misfortune?”
“You are the cursed one.”
pulling at her wounds,
eyes.
you hadn’t
happened. I wouldn’t have met you
together make no more difference to
her,
Seth are like stray dogs to
how
slowly turned her head, her detached
back. “What do
mind?” Cicely finally said, “Can’t you understand
deliberately picking a fight?
was heartless and ungrateful,
that it’s actually you who are the most
“You…”
you think you’d still be
expect gratitude,
for your oh-so-superior
the anger in her eyes intensifying. “You saving us?
trying to curry favor
Seth? Otherwise, why would you bother to risk your lives to save
If you hadn’t come, we would have missed the
have the nerve to come here
to settle the score
of it all. How twisted
to be so thankless, to be unable to distinguish right from wrong, and to
blatantly distort the truth.
turned slowly, her eyes narrowing with a
we hadn’t come along, Danielle would be
and so would you. Your fate?
her
expected you to be
something. Your lives? They were
scrape by every day
gratitude. If it weren’t for
silence in the hospital room. “Dead?
temples throb with a
what he deserved, didn’t he?” The fury that had been
if the explosion that had rocked her
head. “You
his death
by the wild rage emanating from Cicely, trembled from head
the paring knife she’d been nervously
are you trying
figure rigid as a
smile. “Am I wrong? I
choice on your own, dragging
If you hadn’t come, how could he have
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stood out starkly against her
she felt. “Even if I did come up
but if you hadn’t stalled me for
Issac wouldn’t have died. No one in their right
something like that.”
lying in her bed, sensed the dangerous mood that Cicely was
sharp paring knife in Patty’s
through the searing pain in her
raspy
said you wanted to go upstairs to fetch your
right from the start, Issac wouldn’t
might have even gone back for
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
with painful gasps, “Besides, it was
you with his body. No matter what, you can’t blame
on me and Patty.”
speechless. No matter her reasons for wanting to go
dress at such a time, it didn’t matter anymore. Patty and Danielle
had known it from the
owed Issac a debt of
as unforgivable as his death
there be such
fists, her body trembling with barely
was gloating, reveling in Cicely’s pain.
Millie were
temperament. Millie was a nothing more than a call girl,
anyone else, always looking down
to have
had died, Patty hadn’t seen
through her daughter. She could almost see Millie’s pain
Cicely’s anguish.
and
to hurt her, badly, by any means
let out a soft laugh and
to save you? It wasn’t because
and trying to gain your favor. You probably haven’t realized
a faint smile and slowly lifted her
continued in a mocking tone,
and even Danielle
incredulously at Cicely.
Patty could
realized it. It
relieving.
a few days after Ray nearly forced himself
already fragile composure shattered, “You’re
similar ring on Seth? Or do you want to
drawer of the
froze for a few seconds, staring
even more grotesquely. “No! I don’t
me…”
cut her off, cool and dismissive, “Then why would
up on him. Now that I think
man around that time. Perhaps he’s fallen
to control herself, the
“He would never fall for you. He
so other
he would choose
the Ellis
“If that’s the case, being open about it would have
Why lie to
slowly recovering from her shock,
her lip. “Cicely, if you’re
out of the woods yet, and his time might
should spend
suddenly darkened as she turned
says my
noticed Patty’s gaze piercing her and continued despite
me. They have been keeping it a secret
Creighton is dying?!” Patty’s shrill
as she turned, she saw Patty’s
knife lunging toward
shock, instinctively shielded her stomach
all your fault! You are
stumbled backward, her retreat halted by the hutch behind
no choice but to reach out and grasp Patty’s wrist. “What
wrong with you?!”
trembling in Patty’s hands seemed to emanate from
Cicely’s taut nerves. Patty’s eyes were
cheeks as she glared at Cicely, unable to mask
of you! If
Everyone would be fine. You’re
find Millie and stop tormenting the
emotional outburst. Did she
this much? What
father so much, why did
me, he would never fall for
Cicely. One moment it was Millie’s
back
Patty’s bewildered look, glanced down
as she thought to wrestle it away, Patty suddenly
Cicely’s hand.
gave her a cruel smile. “I told you once at
sure Seth hates you for the rest of his
Cicely could process her words, Patty yanked
it into her own
horror as Patty, clutching her hand, yanked
blood spraying onto Cicely’s face
blood painted Cicely’s hands a
began to slide down, she clung to
blanket
agonized expression spoke volumes. That word was
was on the blanket indescribably tight, her eyes locked onto Danielle’s,
to convey
sight filled Danielle with terror, and she finally let out
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
burst open as Shane and two men who had been following
scene stunned them into
drenched in blood, while
holding a bloodstained knife, her clothes and
first to snap out of it and called for a doctor in
room descended into chaos, and Cicely stood frozen
suspicious and avoidant
have been tough and brash, but she had
such a gory scene, especially not this
out of the room by the hospital
she shakily washed the blood
she made
hours and stood outside
men who had been with her immediately called Seth, unsure
as they stood
she overheard
you guys?
you need to
few seconds
“Cicely.”
lifting her head and turning toward the
beautiful woman stood before her, well-preserved, exuding a
grace of a young lady, an air of graceful allure
fortitude softening her
stared in confusion at the familiar yet somehow distant figure
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
fixed on her, and with a slight
you, such a mess.” The tap was firm, enough to make
wince and step aside.
Cicely’s abnormal reaction. With a furrowed brow,
her niece’s face. “What’s
she shook her head slightly, but tears
nonetheless.
Cicely’s tears, she was still taken
her cry even
had been through, Lana took
an embrace. Stroking her hair, Lana
am here now.”
was in
scene they had witnessed upon
chest, the blood-stained knife was in
out in
careful with his words, not wanting to influence Seth’s
events, but no matter how it was
Cicely.
Creighton’s ICU and
deep in conversation.
in black sighed in relief when they saw Seth. “Mr.
Cicely tensed.
man before
and detachment beyond his years. But
composure, Lana’s experienced
through his façade.
No wonder
My niece’s husband?” Lana’s
confusion.
whose face
her silence lingering for a few seconds before she
mother might be in
divorce,
there’s no need for you to worry.”
made up her mind about
stuck to it tenaciously, a trait that had often
headaches.
face darkened immediately, “Who
divorce?”
not let it go? Do
has happened and continue
while you’re still young, so neither
to Lana but kept his eyes intently on Cicely, his
emotionless. “Did you say
narrowed her eyes
nodded, “I’ll give you the
“Is Issac dead?”
eyes shook, and she looked up at Seth with
stare, “You’re
dead, which means we can’t get
swelled in Cicely’s heart, “Seth, just
you have something to do with Issac’s disappearance? Unless I
or hear of
“Think what you want.”
suddenly let out a chilly laugh, “I asked your mother, ‘Do you
you couldn’t possibly fall for me, and I agreed it
But look at your actions now. Could it be that you’ve truly fallen
hand in his pocket clenched slightly, his eyes narrowing,
you tell my
her to use
your proposal. And
locked onto her,
emotional entanglement. Glancing at the
up, “I’ll go talk to the doctor,
and you first, and then
bring your grandfather over.”
already walking away but
at Seth before turning to Cicely, “If he
him. If I remember correctly, the marriage law
irreconcilable differences, living apart for two years
dissolve a marriage.”
“I’ll come
Lana, Seth caught her wrist.
revealing a trace of restraint, “Do you really
leave just like that?”
go ahead and
silently, his voice subdued and steady,
provoke me.”
“It sounds like you’re planning on killing me if
on leaving?”
“No.”
So, I’ll be leaving and I’ll
later.”
and anger finally surfaced on Seth’s face. “Did
understand what I
by his low growl. For a moment, she was silent.
tightened. He spoke again, his gentle
Cicely.
palpitations. Painfully, she twisted
free from his shackles. She didn’t answer
gave him an
her, the darker his gaze was, the
instinctively as she struggled.
of sweat had
and grasped his
found his grip as unyielding as iron claws embedded in
was slightly surprised. In the end, it was
break his
loosened, Lana quickly pulled
heart skipping a beat
bottomless eyes.
was that? It was deep, unfathomable, as if stacking
bottom of an abyss,
away. She had never
to live in
and wondered if she realized what
had provoked.
stood watching their retreating figures emotionlessly. His lips parted
soundlessly. “I told you, don’t provoke me.” Lana’s heart raced
word he had said. “Don’t provoke me,” the three words
more ominous in hindsight.
never considered how severe
could be.
didn’t know where the confidence came from, but she’d known all along
her killed if she insisted on
said.
more desperate and painful
again,
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just spoken with the doctor, and they’d
slot. Perhaps it was the presence of someone to lean
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
hour, Lana did not stay in the room for
for her big brother, she couldn’t bear standing
small talk for thirty minutes. She never liked
meaningless activities.d2
minutes, Lana glanced at the
her father’s, her
lips. She raised
girl’s hair, “You stay here with your dad
grandpa.”
lightly, “Then I’ll
much. Your grandpa’s spirit
he lived
at Lana, opened her mouth to speak, but in the end,
managed a soft “Mhm.”
deep breath, her hands sliding into the pockets of her dress,
for you, and we’ll go back
expression finally relaxed a little. With her aunt gone,
Especially concerning
felt clueless on how to handle
they left the ICU, they
Their eyes glanced over the documents in their
Cicely’s face.
seeing the uniforms, a wave of
noticed her
glance.
an allegation against you
to come with us to the station
one of them
flickered, immediately thinking of
it seemed anyone would
it; she went crazy on her own.” she
asking for your cooperation at this
leading officer interrupted firmly,
away.
investigation. First, it was the Department of
station. Cicely suddenly felt an eerie sense of inevitability, as if she
wrong yet was still
in, placing herself between Cicely
right here first. Are you taking
to lock
grew stern. “Ma’am, please watch your language
our work,”
insulted you? Is that
these days? Can’t
serious, “We’ll take her
she’s not involved, she’ll
smile dripping with sarcasm, “So you’ll keep her locked
investigation
deepened, “She’s a suspect in
if I don’t
up to three years
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
pulling Lana aside, then stepped forward
question. “Who reported
they answered, “Mr.
eyes contracted sharply, her whole being feeling like
of suffocation, numbness set in.
this his
at the realization of the depth of
ruthlessness.
nodded slowly. She
lost in thought. Then, after
rose
“Don’t worry, I won’t let
right now.”
to hear
as if to herself.
profile, noticing the
smile.
really
Seth who sent Issac
want to divorce
ward, she asked Patty if Seth loved her. Patty
starting to feel maybe he loved
didn’t want to let her leave
on her wrist from gripping tightly
loved her as well.
once asked him plainly, and
So she wasn’t sure.
this question, the
she still couldn’t understand
Grim Reaper had stayed. It’s
nor life before, or a twilit night that
darkening.
light and life… For some reason, she
metaphor.
“He does.”
abnormal,
answer made Cicely smile.
young girl in front
about
smile and nodded faintly. “You just
arrange for dad to leave, and visit grandpa. In order not
anymore, I’ll just go
like she just had a little bit of
any more
with them. Lana’s brow furrowed instantly as she grabbed
her a gentle smile, “Just going
“No way!”
through the
enforcement officers beside them darkened in demeanor.
are well within our
to the
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
Cicely suddenly cut Lana off. “Auntie,
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years of being spoiled
about the
on grandpa and make sure someone
could you please go first? I don’t want you
away, looking like I’m being sent off to
such seemingly sentimental things at
ridiculous, but that was just the
she was.
a deep breath with her eyes closed. “I’ll go with
everything that’s happened these past few
I
you get back. You don’t need to come
time for other important
silent for two seconds. “Alright, I’ll take care of everything
up
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
two officers approached, one
other pulled out handcuffs.
those cuffs, Cicely’s eyes suddenly shrank, and she quickly
compliance from just moments ago
distress. “What are you
we need
cooperate with us.”
want
a lady of the Ellis family. How could she possibly
with you and I won’t run. So there’s
lead officer spoke again: “If you don’t cooperate,
necessary forceful action.”
did just that. Without letting Cicely argue, they
hands and with a “click,” those delicate wrists were
steel of the cuffs.
nose, biting her lip hard to keep
her eyes. Her hands clenched into fists, shaking,
relaxed.
a few steps out, at the emergency exit, Seth stood tall, his face
watching
Diaz.” The officer
fixed on the woman between them,
around her hands. His eyes narrowed imperceptibly,
clenched tightly. After a moment,
to go
chilled to the bone, stared back at
seeping into her from every
shown fear and
changed from indifference, to anger, to detachment, to a
curve on her lips.
you? The
Even if I did actually hurt someone,
can make me give in this way? Let me tell you,
days can you keep
dangerously, as if something
His hand in his pocket clenched again,
knuckles whitening, his
Cicely.” His voice was tense, as if something
choking him.
tasting his words,
silvery handcuffs on her hands, “Is this your
of showing goodwill?”
Seth’s reaction or
the lead in moving forward. “Weren’t you in a hurry to get back for
in a rush anymore? Even if you’re not, I’m
quickly followed
stopped again. Staring at
you cover this up for
officer borrowed a
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
was ugly. Really
*
whisked away in the police car to the nearest precinct.
room, she went. She was then
pretended to casually
one-way mirror opposite her, a camera in
with a recorder on
working conditions
at their
immediately. Cicely sat
on the
about the
interrogation as a psychological tactic,
She didn’t hurt anyone.
one-way glass, Seth watched Cicely
indifferent.
the interrogator entered. The supposed ‘statement’ was
actual interrogation.
Liar.
interrogator asked her
events.
shared every detail she
that she and Seth had gotten married and
if Seth loved her
loon.” Cicely’s voice trembled, her fingertips
and stabbed herself with the knife. That
me the assailant, right?”
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The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride Chapter 2051-2060
The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 2051-2060