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
“Is
met her
widened, holding back restraint
me go
take a
Issac’s gone.” She cut him off, her eyes shimmering
unshed tears.
his voice suddenly turning cold,
gaze drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern face in
pulled out her phone and dialed Brody’s
phone to
the moment it started to ring. She tried again,
After five or six attempts,
was in chaos,
her to calm down.
How can someone just
Cicely, the patient was taken by his father.
save a life,
point of this
vent her frustration.
scene. In the end, exhausted and without any answers,
the director’s office, like a zombie devoid
against the hallway wall, she
was the same. The call was
began.
put away her phone, her hand resting on her eyes,
into a ball. She seemed to be crying, soundlessly, but her
and sorrow were palpable.
and gently pulled her into his arms, his
and gentle voice
go have lunch.”
making no attempt
minute
plum juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat
restaurants outside.”
calm and
seemed far too out
closed her
and picked her up. Cicely did not refuse, her body
leaned on
Charlie
Seth handed her a glass
accepted. After she drank,
hour later, Charlie brought
a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually, she set down
napkin, and looked
“Do you not want to
grip on his cup tightened
on the couch, her tone as cold and
taking Issac away,
not that he’s dead, and that I
divorce you over him?”
glass down, he said,
might be right.”
lip, “Why? What else
hands good enough? Or is it because
of being dumped, and you feel that
has been trampled on, and you can’t get over it, so
clenched, his thin lips pressed into a straight
while, he hooked his
him. “So no matter what, this marriage… might
be ended
lips curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t
me?”
can we pretend? The fact is you wanted to dump me. Why would
you for no
cold smile, grew chillier as
“For no
knock on the door interrupted them, and Seth
Diaz, the company matters are
you; it can’t be delayed any
previous day and losing
shareholders and
with calls,
Mr. Diaz had first gone to the Ellis
side, cool and
didn’t believe Mr. Diaz
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
and slowly closed her eyes against the back of
couch.
grabbed his jacket
out there, and you
hospital to
remained silent. She could hear Seth’s
voice at the door. “Keep a close eye
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
to clear the table and tidy up the
remnants of the meal.
Two
natural thing
Creighton’s intensive care unit. The
busy, so she waited outside for a
could enter.
report was still not optimistic. Creighton needed to stabilize
the critical forty-eight hours
thanked the doctor. She then
hand, and rested
closed her eyes, pushing down the sourness and fear welling
inside her.
said in those recordings. Yes,
Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part of a computer
is a bit special. It can fry a
drive and hides automatically.
no issue. Joel and his team are working hard on
we retrieve
don’t need to worry. I’m your
agreed to go to
my innocence. If they dare to bring me in for
I prove I’m clear, I’ll tear
caused plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve never actually
it makes my hands itch to
to deal with
you don’t want me to get arrested, I won’t. However, I
you’ve got to recover quickly
support.”
up and wiped away the tears at the corner of
Her heart was full of pain
so much to say to
wanted to talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to
that she might be pregnant. But everyone who
died,
excitement for them.
tragedy becomes
is infuriating.
truly cared for her would react the most, and offer
she couldn’t bring herself
these issues.
to her, how heartbroken she’d
how ill-timed a pregnancy would be now.
she couldn’t
to Creighton about trivial things, carefully
aftermath of the
passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to
the unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s
Beyond the fence was the parking
hoping for Creighton to wake up; she
anything beyond that.
stared blankly at the distant
leaving with large bags and happy faces, others rushing in
a familiar figure carrying things from a car
At that
asked about her dad and Danielle’s
Danielle.Seth stood behind her, his
side to side,
to accept what had happened. After what
she spun around, her eyes bloodshot with distress.
dead?”
cruel, ruthless reality she least
face.
as he
know.”
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stepped toward him, and up close,
unmistakable. She pushed against his chest with
thought she might slap
instead she
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
“Is
her gaze,
back restraint
go out last
you needed to have dinner, take a
off,
unshed tears.
darkened, his voice suddenly turning cold,
stern face
out her phone
the phone to her
off the moment it started to ring. She tried again,
After five or six attempts, she
hospital director’s office was in chaos, but the director could only plead
her to calm down.
is he? How can someone just
patient was taken by his father. We
you? You can’t save a life, and you
point
could only let her vent her frustration. Seth stood by,
exhausted and without any
like a zombie devoid
hallway wall, she mechanically dialed
the result was the same. The
began.
hand resting on
She seemed to
and sorrow were palpable.
her and gently pulled her
deep and gentle
go have lunch.”
let him hold her, making no attempt to struggle or resist.
minute of silence, she spoke
sour plum juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t
restaurants outside.”
surprised. Her current calm and compliance, compared to
seemed far too out
her eyes,
up. Cicely did not refuse, her
fatigue as she leaned on
instructed Charlie to prepare
on the bed, and Seth handed her a glass of water,
drank, she nestled into
later, Charlie
a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,
dabbed her mouth with a napkin, and looked at
“Do you not want to
grip on his cup tightened
leaning on the couch, her tone as
by taking Issac away, making me unable to
he’s left, not that he’s dead, and that I won’t
divorce you over him?”
remained silent. After setting the glass down, he said, “It
might be right.”
tugged at her lip, “Why? What else
good enough? Or is it because
feeling of being dumped, and you
has been trampled on, and you can’t get over it, so you won’t
tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.
and after a long while, he hooked
him. “So no matter what, this
be ended for
a sardonic smile, “Can’t
me?”
can we pretend? The fact is you wanted to dump me. Why
for
eyes, tinged with a cold smile, grew chillier
“For no reason,
sound of a knock on the door interrupted them, and Seth turned to open
Diaz, the company
for you; it
the events of the previous day
shareholders and
with calls, including the one
him. Mr. Diaz had first
staying by his wife’s side, cool
believe Mr. Diaz was
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
her gaze and slowly closed
couch.
jacket
a mess out there, and you won’t gain
the hospital to avoid
silent. She could hear
door. “Keep a close eye on her.
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
table and tidy up
remnants of the meal.
and left the ward. Two
natural thing
Creighton’s
waited outside for a good fifteen
could enter.
doctor’s report was still not
it past the critical forty-eight hours to
thanked the doctor. She then sat beside the
hand, and rested her
pushing down the sourness and fear
inside her.
in those recordings. Yes, I said it,
gave me that USB drive. He’s part of a
bit special. It can
the drive and hides automatically. As soon as someone cracks
and his team
and we retrieve the files, I’ll
worry. I’m your
I agreed to go to
they dare to bring me in
clear, I’ll tear the
up, but
it makes my hands itch to do it. But
get arrested,
the place up. Dad, you’ve got to recover
support.”
stood up and wiped away the tears at
Her heart was full of
much to say to someone, so very
talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to
that she might be pregnant. But everyone
detached bystanders. Even if someone died, it
excitement for them.
one person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the thought
is infuriating.
cared for her would react
she couldn’t bring herself to tell Creighton
these issues.
knew how much Issac meant to
a pregnancy would be
too, so she couldn’t tell
about trivial
the
hour passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came
leaving the unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and sat
was the parking lot. Her mind was
Creighton to wake up; she couldn’t figure
anything beyond that.
the distant parking
bags and happy faces, others rushing in with
she recognized a familiar figure carrying things from a
that moment,
asked about
narrowed. Danielle… Erik said, “Go
gaze followed the man as
a familiar face, one that had clashed with
debates before.
Another assistant
take care
such a calamity befalling the family, Erik was bedridden. There
in the house, and she had not even returned
Just go see how Danielle is doing, I heard she’s in a
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got up and walked over
going in the parking lot, “Issac is
other end of the phone was
hands gripped the rusted railing tightly
Patty and Danielle hadn’t dilly-dallied and just gotten on the
It wouldn’t have taken much,
even ten
Issac
voice filled with helplessness and
from the phone, “Cicely…”
meant to me? He was
noticeable when around, but now that
man’s
it wasn’t for Patty wasting so much time
wouldn’t have died.
Cicely took a deep breath, “Alright. I’ll go check
for you.”
her phone
hospital.
for long
a bag of fruit and some lunch.
of the hospital room
her.
there in Danielle’s room, looking haggard with sunken,
sat at the edge of the bed,
when she heard a knock and turned to see
doorway.
react, Patty had already jumped to her
are you
room. These were matters among
it came to love and hate. It was best for him to keep out
affairs.
smile, “Ms. Patty, Danielle has Ellis
to her than
said, she approached the
fell on the person wrapped up
mouth visible.
was crusted with dry skin. Those
intense hatred, as if all her
tear Cicely apart.
and
to see just how pitiful you are.
legs had just healed, and now you’re
point of
humanity? That’s your cousin
really wish
longer hold back, shaking with rage. Her voice exploded
ear, yet Cicely remained indifferent, her gaze fixed
out from the bandages looked
those eyes glared at her with a fury that seemed desperate
hatred.
like, Issac and
born under a cursed star? Why does everyone
you suffer misfortune?”
are the cursed one.” Her voice was hoarse, and
speaking was pulling at her wounds, causing tears to
eyes.
cooled. “Danielle, if you hadn’t returned to the
many things wouldn’t have happened. I wouldn’t have met you
make no more difference to
suddenly shouted beside her,
Danielle and Seth are like stray dogs to you?
Have you forgotten how you
Cicely slowly turned her head,
step back. “What do you
Cicely finally said, “Can’t you
a fight? Everyone
always thought I was heartless and ungrateful, but
you who are
“You…”
you
I don’t expect gratitude, but is
for your oh-so-superior
paused, the anger in her eyes intensifying. “You
curry favor
Otherwise, why would you bother to risk
joke! If you hadn’t come, we would have
have the nerve to come
begun to settle
all. How twisted must one’s
unable to distinguish right from wrong, and
blatantly distort the truth.
slowly, her eyes narrowing with a
“If we hadn’t come along, Danielle
fate? Nothing
her
never expected you to be falling over yourselves
understand something. Your lives? They were
scrape by every day from here on out, you live with
gratitude. If it weren’t for
was a brief silence in
temples throb
he?” The fury that had been brewing now crashed
as if the explosion that had rocked
her head. “You think he got what he
say his
the wild rage emanating from Cicely, trembled from head
she raised the paring
are you
a
a cold, mocking smile. “Am I wrong? I didn’t ask you
choice on your
his doom. If you hadn’t come, how could he have possibly
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on Cicely’s forehead stood out starkly against her skin,
if I did come up
you hadn’t stalled me for Danielle, Danielle would
wouldn’t have died. No one
something like that.”
lying in her bed, sensed the dangerous mood
seeing the sharp paring knife in
pain in her body, she
spat out each word with her raspy voice. “Cicely, don’t forget, you were
you wanted to go upstairs to fetch your wedding dress.
right from
even gone
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
was now interspersed with painful gasps, “Besides,
with his body. No matter what, you can’t blame
on me and Patty.”
her reasons for wanting
dress at such a time, it didn’t
known it from the
still saved them. They owed Issac a
as his
there be such shameless
clenched into fists, her body
reveling in Cicely’s pain.
Cicely and the late Millie
Millie was a nothing more than a
anyone else, always looking down
seemed to have a soft
when Millie had died, Patty hadn’t seen her humiliated or in pain.
through her daughter. She could almost see
Cicely’s anguish.
and triumph flickered in
to hurt her, badly, by
suddenly let out a soft
came to
you and trying to gain your favor. You probably
and slowly lifted her left hand.
a mocking tone, “We’re already
and even Danielle
incredulously at Cicely.
Patty could
Now she kind of realized it. It
relieving.
days after Ray nearly forced himself on
already fragile composure
really never seen a similar ring on Seth? Or do you want to
drawer of the bedroom
a few seconds, staring at
“No! I don’t believe it! He
me…”
and dismissive, “Then
when I had already given up on him. Now
another man around that
your mouth!” Patty was struggling to control herself, the knife in her
would never fall for you.
understanding, “Well, so other than
he would choose
was for the Ellis Group shares,
“If that’s the case,
Why lie to you? I can’t
shock, eyed the trembling knife
“Cicely, if you’re done, could you please leave?
the woods yet, and his time might be
spend time with
turned
you talking about? Who says my dad’s time is
gaze piercing her and continued despite the
told me. They have been keeping
Creighton is dying? Creighton is dying?!” Patty’s shrill voice cut
she turned, she saw Patty’s crazed
the knife lunging
in shock, instinctively shielded her stomach
lunged again. “It’s all your fault! You are
stumbled backward, her retreat halted by the hutch
but to reach out and grasp Patty’s wrist. “What
wrong with you?!”
hands seemed to emanate
nerves. Patty’s eyes
glared
all because of you! If
fine. You’re like a curse. You might
go find Millie and
was still reeling from Patty’s emotional outburst. Did she really care
father’s condition this much? What was going
Patty loved her father so much, why did Patty want
fall
of Millie and Cicely. One moment it was Millie’s
flipping back and
seeing Patty’s bewildered look, glanced down at
it away, Patty suddenly
Cicely’s hand.
but then Patty gave her a cruel smile. “I told you once at
sure Seth hates
process her words, Patty yanked Cicely’s hand,
and plunged it into her own
horror as Patty, clutching her hand, yanked the
Cicely’s face and clothes. Patty
blood
down,
the blanket tightly.
volumes. That word was alreay
on the blanket indescribably tight, her eyes
convey a
filled Danielle with terror, and she finally let out
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
burst open as Shane and
scene stunned them
beside the bed, drenched in blood, while Cicely stood
holding a bloodstained knife, her
out of it and called for a doctor
descended into chaos, and Cicely stood
suspicious and avoidant glances
been tough and brash, but she
scene, especially not this
the room by
washed the
made her way
stood outside
been with her
do as they stood
overheard a commotion behind
are you guys?
need to leave
few seconds
“Cicely.”
slowly lifting her head
stood before her,
a young
softening
in confusion at the
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
on her, and with
mess.” The
wince and step aside.
see Cicely’s abnormal reaction. With a furrowed brow, Lana
her niece’s
eyes flickered, and she shook her
nonetheless.
but seeing Cicely’s
hadn’t seen her cry even
been through,
her hair,
am here now.”
the hospital. Patty was in
had witnessed
stabbed in the chest, the
passed out
his words, not wanting to influence Seth’s
no matter how it was explained,
Cicely.
at Creighton’s ICU and saw Cicely standing with
deep in conversation.
in relief when they
Cicely tensed.
the young man before her.
beyond his
at composure, Lana’s
through his façade.
man. No wonder Cicely had fallen
are Seth? My niece’s husband?” Lana’s words had
confusion.
to Cicely, whose face was ghastly
for a
might be
already decided on a divorce,
need for you to
made up her mind about right and wrong, even
a trait that had often caused
headaches.
her words, Seth’s face darkened
divorce?”
the marriage is beyond saving, why not let it go? Do you really think you
continue living
while you’re still young, so neither of you wastes
but kept his eyes intently
emotionless. “Did you
eyes at
give you the
“Is Issac dead?”
shook, and
“You’re asking
dead, which means we can’t
swelled in Cicely’s heart, “Seth, just to avoid
something to do with
own eyes, or hear of his death,
“Think what you want.”
suddenly let out a chilly laugh, “I asked your mother, ‘Do
couldn’t possibly fall for me,
now. Could it be that you’ve truly
in his pocket clenched
tell
saved her to
married, at your proposal. And I asked her if you loved
brooding gaze locked onto her,
wasn’t interested in their emotional entanglement. Glancing at
spoke up, “I’ll go talk to the doctor, arrange for a discharge as
dad and you first, and then we’ll arrange for someone
bring your grandfather over.”
she said this, she was already walking away but paused mid-way,
before turning to Cicely, “If he
talk so much with him. If I remember correctly, the
living apart for two years
dissolve a marriage.”
nodded, “I’ll come
follow Lana, Seth
trace of restraint, “Do you really think
leave just like that?”
you go ahead and finalize our
voice subdued and steady, “Be sensible.
provoke me.”
a little. “It sounds like you’re
on leaving?”
“No.”
I’ll be leaving and I’ll complete
later.”
and anger finally surfaced on Seth’s
understand
startled by his low growl. For a moment, she was silent. The grip
tightened. He spoke again, his gentle voice marked
Cicely. Don’t push
Cicely was gripped by palpitations. Painfully, she
free from his shackles. She didn’t
him an
at her, the darker his gaze was, the tighter
instinctively as she struggled.
of
forward, and grasped his hand,
his grip as unyielding as iron claws embedded in
it was with
to break his
his grip loosened, Lana quickly pulled Cicely behind her,
skipping a beat at
bottomless eyes.
that? It was deep, unfathomable,
at the bottom of an abyss,
Cicely tightly and hurried away. She had never
to live in eternal
back at Cicely and wondered if she realized
had provoked.
figures emotionlessly. His lips
me.” Lana’s heart raced as she recalled
every word he had said. “Don’t provoke
more ominous in hindsight.
how severe the consequences of
could be.
confidence came from, but she’d known all
have her killed if she insisted
said.
nothing more desperate and painful than death in
but again, she was
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just spoken with the doctor, and they’d managed to
presence of someone to
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
the visiting time was half an hour, Lana did not stay in the
brother, she couldn’t
minutes. She never
meaningless activities.d2
about fifteen minutes, Lana glanced at the girl sitting
hands tenderly holding her father’s, her plea
sad. Lana pursed her lips. She raised her hand to gently
“You stay here with your dad for now.
grandpa.”
lightly, “Then
worry too much. Your grandpa’s spirit is much
what hadn’t he lived
Lana, opened her mouth
managed a soft “Mhm.”
deep breath, her hands sliding into the pockets of her
I’ll wait for you, and
finally relaxed a little. With her
would do next. Especially concerning those two
by his side, she felt clueless on how to
left the ICU, they were met by two police
their path. Their eyes glanced over the documents in
Cicely’s face. “Are you Miss
seeing the uniforms, a wave of
back. The officers noticed her
glance.
Cicely, there’s been an allegation against
you to come with us to the
one of them
flickered, immediately thinking of Patty.
seemed anyone would suspect her of injuring
she went crazy on
your cooperation at this stage.
at the station,” the leading officer
away.
the
station. Cicely suddenly felt an eerie sense of
wrong yet was still trapped by
stepped in, placing herself between Cicely and the officers.
you taking her for questioning or
to lock her
“Ma’am, please watch your
work,”
insulted you? Is
Can’t I even
officer’s face grew serious, “We’ll take her statement, investigate,
she’s not involved, she’ll be free
dripping with sarcasm,
investigation is
“She’s a suspect in
I don’t let you
is punishable by up to three years
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
blinked, pulling Lana aside, then stepped forward
“Who reported the
they
eyes contracted sharply, her whole being feeling like it
of suffocation,
his way
the
ruthlessness.
Cicely nodded slowly. She
thought. Then, after several seconds, her voice,
rose
I won’t let them take you.
right now.”
think…” Cicely seemed not to hear Lana’s words, continuing
as if to herself.
profile, noticing the
smile.
really love
Seth who sent Issac
want to
ward, she asked Patty if Seth loved her. Patty
feel maybe he loved
leave with her aunt at any cost.
his fingers on her wrist from gripping tightly seemed to
loved her as well.
plainly, and he never
So she wasn’t sure.
Cicely asked this question, the last look in Seth’s
still
Reaper had stayed. It’s
nor life before, or a twilit night that just lost light and life and was
darkening.
For some reason, she inclined more towards
metaphor.
“He does.”
is abnormal, and
smile.
the young girl in front
think about
and
leave, and visit grandpa. In order not to
anymore, I’ll
she felt like she just had a
any more incidents
them. Lana’s brow furrowed instantly
her a gentle smile,
“No way!”
the air, brooking
officers beside them darkened in demeanor. “Ma’am,
we are well within our rights to
to
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
you.” Cicely suddenly cut Lana
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narrowed. After years of being spoiled rotten overseas, Lana
forgotten a lot about the situation
grandpa and make sure someone looks
with them. And, could you please go
away, looking like I’m being sent
thinking about such seemingly sentimental things
somewhat ridiculous, but that was just the kind of
she was.
with her eyes closed. “I’ll
With everything that’s happened these
to arrange and deal with, and I don’t understand any of
to sort things out when you get back.
for other important
silent for two seconds. “Alright, I’ll take care
you up as soon
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
approached, one
other pulled out handcuffs.
cuffs, Cicely’s eyes suddenly shrank, and she
The indifferent compliance from just moments ago
and distress. “What are you
suspect, we need to ensure there’s
cooperate with us.”
don’t want to wear
Ellis family. How could she possibly wear such
won’t run. So there’s no need for
spoke again: “If you don’t cooperate, don’t
necessary forceful action.”
Without letting Cicely argue,
those delicate
steel of the cuffs.
sudden tingle in her nose, biting her lip hard to keep
her eyes. Her hands clenched into fists, shaking,
relaxed.
few steps out, at the emergency exit,
watching her. She
Diaz.” The officer nodded
gaze remained fixed on the woman between them,
His eyes narrowed imperceptibly, his
After a moment,
to go with your
to the bone, stared back at him. Despite the sweltering
coldness seeping
fear and panic,
anger, to detachment, to a
curve on her lips.
provoking you? The Ellis family hasn’t
did actually hurt someone, my family
make me give in this way?
many days can you
eyes narrowed dangerously, as if something feral was struggling
of his gaze. His
view, veins bulging, knuckles whitening, his palm’s circulation cut
to fold, Cicely.” His voice was tense, as if something was
choking him.
his
down at the cold, silvery handcuffs on her hands, “Is this your
of showing goodwill?”
she didn’t wait to see Seth’s reaction or hear what he
moving forward. “Weren’t you in a hurry to get back
if
The officers quickly followed
the hospital, Cicely stopped again. Staring
you cover
a lab coat from the front
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
ugly.
*
car
was then directed to sit in
pretended to casually look
a one-way mirror opposite her, a camera in
and a cheaply varnished table with a recorder on
working conditions were
their hips,
Cicely sat quietly, picking
spot on
ticked by. She thought about the cop dramas she’d
a psychological tactic, but did
She didn’t hurt anyone.
watched Cicely sitting
indifferent.
interrogator entered. The supposed ‘statement’
actual interrogation.
Liar.
so-called statement began. The interrogator asked her to recount
events.
fully, and she shared every detail she thought was
that she and Seth had gotten
Seth loved her
insane, a total loon.” Cicely’s voice trembled, her fingertips
stabbed herself with the knife.
me the assailant, right?”
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