The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 2051-2060
The old lady’s eyes widened with surprise. “Morning sickness? These days,
young folks don’t even know when they’re pregnant?” Cicely just stared blankly
for a long moment before slowly shaking her head. “No…”
The old lady furrowed her brows and took Cicely’s arm, resting her fingers
gently on her wrist. “I’ve been a midwife all my life, brought six of my own into
the world, and my kids have given me a baker’s dozen of grandbabies. I’ve seen
my share of expectant mothers, and if I can’t spot a bun in the oven, I might as
well hang up my hat. There you have it, darling, a baby pulse. Barely six weeks
along, and you’re feeling the pangs a bit early, aren’t you?”
Cicely felt dazed as her hand instinctively touched her flat belly. She felt like she
was in a trance.
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Why did everything have to come crashing down today?
The old lady had seen all sorts of reactions from mothers-to-be when they found
out about their pregnancy.
Cicely’s look was nothing new to her.d2
Chuckling softly, she patted Cicely’s shoulder. “Bless your heart, go tell your
folks. And if you don’t take my word for it, get a thorough checkup with them. But
I’m telling you, you’re in the family way. Here, have one of these. My rascal of a
grandson thought he’d play a prank on me with these sour candies. And he gave
me so many all at once.”
As she spoke, the old lady fished out a handful of candies and handed them to
Cicely.
Cicely wandered over to the sink in a daze, rinsed her mouth, and mechanically
unwrapped a piece of candy, popping it into her mouth.
It was sour.
She never had a taste for it before, but now, it seemed more delightful than even
her favorite comfort food.
*
Cicely, who hadn’t planned on resting, went upstairs to find an apple in the fruit
bowl of her room. She clumsily peeled it and ate it, then curled up on the bed,
hand on her belly, and closed her eyes.
Half an hour later, she found herself back outside the emergency room.
Issac still hadn’t emerged. Brody sat there, head lowered. Cicely’s silent
approach allowed her to see a tear drop to the floor beside him. Her heart
clenched painfully, but she swallowed back the rising sorrow and took a seat
next to him.
Brody finally noticed her, jerking upright and frantically wiping his tear-streaked
face. Turning to Cicely, he didn’t catch her eye as she stared at the clock above
the emergency room door.
Brody was relieved she hadn’t seen him in that vulnerable moment. “He’s still in
there. Miss, why don’t you rest a bit more?”
“I managed to sleep for half an hour, and I even had an apple.” She figured the
best way to repay everyone’s care was to look after herself. Apart from that, she
didn’t know what else she could do.
Brody managed a relieved smile. “A bit more rest would do you good.”
Cicely couldn’t muster a smile, but her lips curled into a semblance of one.
“When Issac comes out, I’ll make sure to sleep even longer.”
Brody just chuckled, “As long as you get enough rest.”
Cicely didn’t respond, just fished another candy from her pocket and unwrapped
it.
*
Evening turned to night, and eight long hours passed with the red light outside
the emergency room still burning.
Nurses and doctors came and went, the urgency of their movements a clear
sign that the situation was dire.
With each ticking second, Cicely’s despair deepened, and Brody’s forced
composure also began to crumble.
*
The Ellis Group was indeed in chaos, because Seth didn’t arrive at the hospital
until past eight.
Cicely was no different than a living corpse now. Brody was pale and shaking,
barely able to keep himself together, let alone offer Cicely any comfort.
The emergency room doors swung open and shut, with medics rushing back
and forth, signaling a critical phase in the operation.
Cicely sat motionless, her mind blank with shock.
Charlie, witnessing the scene, felt his heart pounding as if it would burst from his
chest. What would happen if Issac couldn’t make it?
As that thought gripped him, the light outside the emergency room dimmed.
…
Silence engulfed the hallway.
Brody slowly rose from his seat, only to collapse weakly to the floor. Charlie
rushed to help him up.
The door to the emergency room opened, and several doctors appeared. Brody
stumbled towards them. “Doctor, how’s my boy…”
Cicely clasped her hands tightly, her gaze fixed on the doorway. She watched a
doctor remove his mask and shake his head with regret. “I’m sorry, we did
everything we could.”
It felt like a bomb went off in Cicely’s head. She swayed, nearly fainting.
Seth, his face grim, quickly wrapped his arms around her. “Cicely!”
The doctor continued, “The blast caused too much internal damage. He’s got
maybe 48 hours. Spend what time you can with him.”
Brody staggered, supported only by Charlie’s strength.
“No, it can’t be. Issac… no, no, no.” Cicely stared into the void in Seth’s arms,
shaking her head and muttering under her breath. It wasn’t loud, but Seth felt as
if he was shaken to the core.
“Cicely, come on!”
At this point, Issac was wheeled out, Cicely forcefully turned in Seth’s arms,
staring at the man on the mobile bed full of tubes. She struggled to rush
forward. “Issac, don’t leave… you promised to stay with me… I’m scared, I’m
scared alone, Issac… don’t leave me…”
“You have not worn the dress I gave you for my wedding… you have not seen
me in a wedding dress… you said you would protect me for a lifetime… Issac…
please don’t leave me… I’m afraid… please…”
Charlie watched this scene, his eyes also welling up with tears.
Seth held Cicely tight, a wave of fear he had never experienced before welling
up within him. “Cicely, I’m here, I’ll be with ytou…”
“Get out!!!” As Issac was wheeled away, Cicely turned and slapped Seth.
“Ma’am!” cried Charlie in alarm.
Cicely turned to him in disarray, tears covering her entire face. There was thick
hatred in her eyes, and every word she said was like a knife edge.
As if she had realized something in an instant, she suppressed all her emotions,
staring at him, “What can you do if you’re here? What can you do? Can you
save him? If you can’t, get out!”
A flush spread across Seth’s cold face as he looked at her holding back her
already erupting anger, engulfed in overwhelming grief, and coldly watcjing him.
He was surprised by the depth of Cicely’s feelings for Issac. Underneath their
customary and bland interactions, such deep feelings were hidden. “So…” When
he spoke again, his tight voice was hoarse, “You’re saying if Issac really dies,
you won’t want me either?”
Cicely clenched her hand tightly, her fingertips piercing her palm. “Yes! If Issac
dies, I don’t want you either!”
…
The air around them seemed to be vacuumed out. Seth stared at her face, his
eyes dark as a night sky heavy with storm clouds, obscure and profound.
Charlie felt suffocated at his side, as if an unseen force was crushing his chest.
No one knew what Seth was thinking. Whether he wanted to strangle the
woman before him or simply cut ties with her once and for all.
But Cicely didn’t want to waste another minute with this man. He wouldn’t kill
her, not now at least. And if he wanted to break things off, she couldn’t care less.
She struggled to free herself from his embrace and turned to leave with cold
indifference, but a strong force yanked her back with vigor.
Seth held her wrists above her head, his dark eyes locking onto hers from a
closer distance. His voice was more hoarse than ever. He watched her for a
long while before slowly speaking, “Cicely, I’m asking you one more time, and
think carefully before you answer. The doctor has already signed Issac’s death
warrant. Are you sure you want to do the same to us?”
Cicely’s heart clenched, and an uncontrollable heavy pain spread a little bit
upwards towards her eyes. She had already given him an answer once, but this
time, to repeat it, the words stuck in her throat, unable to be voiced. If she really
said it, it might be the end of whatever was between her and Seth.
However, if Issac was truly gone, could the two of them pretend nothing had
happened and stay together?
No, they couldn’t.
“Without Issac to witness our wedding, I’d rather not have it. So yes, you’re right,
Seth. Unless Issac can pull through, the day he stops breathing is the day I file
for divorce from you.”Cicely fought to keep her words coherent, each syllable felt like she was
severing the cord that she had nourished with her own blood between them, the
pain was visceral. Seth’s grip on her wrist was so strong it felt like her bones
might shatter, and she winced in agony.
Instead, he just looked at her expression and suddenly sneered.
She was in pain now? He wanted to know how deep her pain ran, and to
compare it to the torment he was enduring now. But in the end, seeing her pale,
sweat-beaded face, he eased his grip. He still held her firmly, staring deeply into
her eyes before he finally spoke a single word.
“Fine.”
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Cicely’s heart felt like plastic on an open flame, shriveling instantly.
Seth was an enigma, and the nature of his relationship with Cicely—whether it
was affection, love, or indifference—was beyond Charlie’s understanding. It
seemed to Charlie that Mr. Diaz could act the same way with any other woman,
if he wanted.d2
But which woman could make Mr. Diaz willing to do so?
Charlie didn’t understand, but he sensed that the current standoff between the
two would eventually brew into a profound regret.
“Mr. Diaz.” Charlie tried to remind Seth to stay calm, knowing that making
decisions in the heat of the moment was a bad idea.
Cicely, enduring the sharp pain in her heart, slowly nodded, “I’ll prepare the
divorce papers. The damage to Diaz International’s operations is indeed my
fault. As compensation, I’ll transfer all of my Ellis Group shares to you.”
Charlie was visibly shocked.
All of her shares in Diaz International? That could be enough to take over
several Diaz Internationals.
Seth smirked, “Seems like I’m getting the better end of the deal after all. But
Issac isn’t dead yet, so this sweet deal is just a thought for now.”
Cicely took a deep breath, “I’ll have the divorce agreement prepared in
advance.”
Seth watched her silently for a moment longer, then finally let go of her hand.
“But before that, Cicely, don’t forget you’re still my wife. You and your well-being
are still my responsibility. Issac dies the day after tomorrow, and until then, you’d
better swallow your food and water, even if you have to force it down. I’ll even
tie you to the bed if I have to make sure you get some sleep. So, it’s in your best
interest to behave and not provoke me.”
Cicely’s eyelashes trembled.
“Charlie!”
Charlie snapped to attention, “Yes, Mr. Diaz.”
“Take her to see Issac, and in half an hour, set the nightcap in front of her and
watch her finish it.”
Charlie glanced at Cicely, torn, but obliged. “Understood.”
With that said, Seth turned to leave.
Cicely watched his assertive retreating figure, her clenched fists tightening and
then releasing. Finally, she lowered her gaze, concealing the emotions in her
eyes, and walked away.
Issac had been taken to the ICU.
Brody stood by, looking at his unconscious son on the hospital bed, tears
streaming down his face.
Cicely stumbled as she entered the room but managed to steady herself with
Charlie’s help. She stared at the man on the bed, tears falling uncontrollably. All
the tears of her life seemed to want to dry up in just one day.
Charlie assisted Cicely closer to the lifeless Issac, and suddenly, she knelt
before Brody.
“Miss!” Brody’s voice quivered as he tried to lift her up.
However, Cicely grabbed his hand instead. She lowered her head, biting her lip
tightly to keep the sadness coursing through her body down, and to keep her
voice from sounding so shaking. “Brody, I’m so sorry.”
“It’s not your fault, miss.”
Cicely shook her head, her voice tense with endless regret and sorrow. “It is all
my fault, Brody. It is all my fault.”
Brody closed his eyes in resignation.
Charlie could see that Brody still harbored regrets, and he still blamed Cicely.
Regardless of the reasons, Issac’s condition had something to do with her. Even
if it was about duty or responsibility, the only son he had was about to be lost.
People might not believe it if you said Cicely was well-behaved and
understanding, but they would believe if you said she was spoiled and petulant.
Brody had watched Cicely grow up, pampered and loved. She was sensible,
indeed, but she was also petulant.
Yet he couldn’t bring himself to truly blame her. Everyone was a victim in their
own right.
“I’m sorry, Brody. I’m sorry.” Cicely’s slender shoulders shook as she repeated
her apology.
Brody heaved a deep sigh, then knelt beside her. “Miss, Issac did the right thing.
It’s just fate.”
Cicely took a deep breath, struggling to stand and helping Brody up with
Charlie’s assistance, then guiding him to sit down.
The busy medical staff approached to remind them, “You can stay at most 30
minutes tonight.”
*
Seth made his way straight to the hospital’s park, stopping in front of a row of
cypress trees.
The events of the entire day replayed in his mind. In the end, it all came down to
Cicely’s every expression, and every word she spoke.
She seemed to wield a hundred ways to inflict pain, sharp, keen, and unerring.
If Issac died, she didn’t want anything to do with him. The one who feared he
would leave was her, and ironically, the one who didn’t want him was also her.
A low, cool chuckle escaped his throat as he took out his phone with fingertips
white from the cold. He dialed a number and waited for the call to connect, the
phone pressed to his ear.
The summer night’s warm breeze brushed by, people in the park walked and
chatted, but in his world, there was only the sound of the call waiting tone.
“Hello?” A deep, steady voice eventually answered.
Seth slowly began, “Damon, I need a favor.”
“A favor?” The voice on the other end fell silent for a split second, as if the words
were unfamiliar, especially coming from Seth. “I’ve been following the news. If
you want my help with Diaz International, no problem.”
“I’ll handle Diaz International myself.”
Damon’s lips curled into a smirk. This was the Seth he knew—oozing pride and
arrogance from every pore. But if that were the case, what could possibly make
him swallow his pride and come asking for a favor?
Damon’s interest was piqued, a rare occurrence. “So, what’s up?”
“Help me save someone.”
“You’re asking for help, which means this isn’t going to be easy.”
“That’s right.”
“And if we fail?”
Seth’s expression turned to stone. “Failure is not an option.”
No matter what. At any cost. Issac couldn’t die.
Half an hour later, Seth found his way to the VIP hospital room. Charlie’s
reaction was more relaxed than expected.
Cicely was perched on a sofa outside the room, nibbling on a plate of neatly
sliced fruit. It was her request, and Charlie had personally peeled and sliced it
for her.
“Mr. Diaz.”
Seth’s gaze shifted from Cicely, his tone as flat as his expression. “I told you to
prepare dinner, and you serve her this?”
“My apologies, Mr. Diaz,” Charlie hastily replied. “Dinner will be just a little while
longer. The missus wanted something from Carly’s kitchen, and I’ve already
informed Carly. She’s on it.”
Seth was surprised. He hadn’t expected her to ask for anything to eat. It wasn’t
like her usual style, but it did remind him of the Cicely who never let herself be
slighted.
His expression softened slightly as he took off his coat and approached the
sofa, tossing it over the backrest.
Cicely didn’t look up from her phone, occasionally picking up a piece of fruit and
chewing with a crunch. He sat down beside her, watching as her plate of fruit
neared empty yet she showed no sign of stopping. He finally spoke up. “You still
need to eat dinner.”
Cicely kept eating, “I’ll eat dinner and fruit. I’ll eat whatever I want. When did you
start dictating my diet? Or is it that you think you’ve only got two days left to
make me miserable?”
Her words were laced with venom, dripping with sarcasm. In the end, no one
could outdo Cicely when it came to making others miserable.
Charlie glanced at Seth, trying to gauge his reaction. Charlie had to admit that
Seth was truly good at hiding his emotions. If anyone else were in Mr. Diaz’s
shoes, they’d probably be angry, but Seth remained impassive, simply leaning
back and pinching the bridge of his nose. “Better to eat less at night. Overeating
will make you uncomfortable, and it will disturb my rest.”
Cicely paused, “If you’re so concerned, keep your distance. The bed at home
must be comfortable, or anywhere else for that matter. Don’t worry. Even if I’m in
agony, I won’t bother you.”
Seth dropped his hands and looked at Charlie, “How many servings did Carly
prepare?”
Charlie hesitated, “Enough for two.”
“Hmm, tell her to pack some extra, I’m starving.”
“Will do.”
Cicely’s eyes darkened.
Before long, Carly had the food delivered.
Charlie helped set it up, and as Cicely put away her phone and tried to stand,
Seth picked up a bowl of soup and said flatly, “If you don’t want me to force-feed
you or make idle conversation, sit down and eat. You’re the last person who
should be wasting energy today.”
Charlie handed her the utensils in timely fashion, “Ma’am, these are all dishes
you requested. Don’t let anger spoil your appetite.”
A flicker of annoyance crossed Cicely’s face, but she took the utensils anyway.
Seth and Charlie were right.
They ate in silence, neither offering food to the other, their utensils never
crossing paths.
Seth finished first and stood up, checking the time and glancing at Charlie.
Charlie quickly exited the room.
“Take a shower after you eat.” Seth looked down at Cicely, still leisurely enjoying
her meal, and with that, he took his coat and left the room.
When Charlie stepped out, he was met by two imposing strangers, standing
rigidly on either side of the room, obviously there to guard the Cicely’s room.
Startled, he saw Seth emerge behind them. “Sir, what is—”
Seth closed the door and gave him a level look. “Keep a close eye on her,
especially don’t let her step out of this room.”
Charlie was puzzled. Watching the lady was a given, but not allowing her to
leave and bringing in bodyguards, was this some kind of house arrest?
“If you can’t manage that, consider donating your heart and lungs to Issac.”
Charlie shuddered. Seth’s expression was dead serious.
“Understood.”
*
Cicely finished her meal with no intention of showering. She wanted to check on
her father and see Issac again, but as soon as she opened the door, her vision
blurred, and two arms barred her way.
Regaining her composure, she faced the two men in black suits, their
expressions blank as they stood in her path. Her brow furrowed as she turned to
Charlie.
“What’s all this?”
Charlie’s scalp tingled with anxiety, “For your safety, ma’am.”
“Really?” Cicely raised an eyebrow coolly, “Is Danielle and her mother out for
revenge, planning to come kill me?”
Charlie had never known how to handle the little princess of P City, and now he
was even more at a loss. “It is not like that, ma’am.”
“No? Aside from those two lunatics, I really can’t think of anyone else with such
a grudge against me.”
Charlie was at a loss for words.
On reflection, even though the P City princess was known for being haughty and
proud, it seemed no one had really crossed her. Perhaps it was out of respect
for her status as the heiress of the Ellis family, but he couldn’t fathom who would
pose a threat to her. It seemed that the only people who really couldn’t stand her
were Ms. Danielle and Mr. Diaz’s mother. But after all, they were both saved by
Mrs. Cicely, and it wouldn’t be right for them to cause her any trouble at this
time. So what exactly Mr. Diaz meant by his actions, Charlie didn’t understand.
“For safety’s sake, Mrs. Cicely, you should go back and rest.”
“And what if I don’t?”
Charlie sighed, “Then I’m sorry, ma’am, but I must insist.”
Cicely’s face was set in a frown as she attempted to leave, but the two men
swiftly moved to block her, standing as two unyielding walls, determined not to
let her step out of the hospital room. Knowing that forcing her way out would be
futile, Cicely picked up her phone and dialed Seth’s number.
It took a while for Seth to answer, his voice low and indifferent, rippling through
the line without a hint of surprise. “Yes?”
“I want to go out.”
“Have you taken a shower? If so, go to bed and sleep.”
Cicely closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, “Seth, what do you mean?”
“Take a shower and get some rest.”
“Seth!”
“Since you’re calling me now, it proves my arrangements are correct. Don’t
waste my time. You don’t like talking to me, do you? But if you’ve changed your
mind, I can come right back and keep you company.”
Cicely hung up without another word.
Seth pocketed his phone and stepped out from the top floor’s emergency exit.
The ground below was alight with the constant flicker of neon signs and the red
streams of traffic.
The city of P remained vibrant with life, and everything that had happened today
was swallowed up in the urban pulse, as if leaving no trace.
*
Back in her hospital room, Cicely had taken a shower, her hair still damp.
Seth walked in with his jacket draped over his wrist, tossed it onto the couch,
and headed straight for her.
Cicely was standing by the window, sipping water and gazing out at the night
skyline that belonged uniquely to P City, lost in thought. She was aware of
Seth’s presence when he entered the room and even as he approached her. His
tall and straight silhouette reflected on the glass.
He reached out to touch her hair, “Should I dry it for you?”
Cicely swatted his hand away. “What is all this?” Cicely spoke slowly, her tone
flat, “Are you afraid that I’m going to wait for an opportunity to flee the city after I
ruin your program? Or do you think I’ll choose to go into hiding because I don’t
want to divorce you?”
“You can rest easy. My dad and Issac are here; even if I were guilty, I wouldn’t
leave them. And if it’s the latter, since I’m the one who initiated this, I surely don’t
need to be so cowardly as to back out now.”
Seth glanced at her coolly, then turned and walked into the bathroom, only to
come out with a hairdryer and approach her again. “Sit on the bed.”
Cicely’s delicate hand clenched the water glass tightly. His nonchalant attitude
was infuriating. Unable to contain her temper, she threw the warm water from
the glass in Seth’s face.
“Who are you playing the good guy for? Afraid I won’t write your shares into the
divorce agreement? Don’t worry, I will give them to you. Everyone knows my
character; the Ellis Group is doomed under my watch. Rather than letting others
scheme and take it from me, I’d rather give it to you. At least Diaz International
will have some hope. Even if you don’t covet it, I was going to give it to you
eventually. Why else would I let you willingly manage the Ellis Group? I’ve given
you the opportunity to covet what I have from the start, and after suffering for so
long, it’s time you got what you wanted.”
His expensive light-colored shirt was soaked, drops of water still gathering and
trickling down his cool, indifferent face. Even after being splashed, Seth had no
reaction, but after hearing Cicely’s words, his eyes, veiled with droplets,
suddenly narrowed. “It’s time we got what we wanted?”
Cicely laughed sarcastically, “Well, it’s because of your mother, isn’t it? She
hates me because my father loved my mother, and because your father loved
her too. What other reason could there be for her to agree to let her son marry
me?”
Seth’s expression darkened further, “Did you hear something?”
“The plots you and your mother conjured together? It’s quite remarkable that I
would get wind of it. So, why then? Well, Charlie mentioned it was for my safety.
Is your mother sick again, ready to burst in here and stab me at any moment?”
For the first time, Seth’s expression could be described as furious, “Cicely, even
if you’re trying to provoke me, I won’t let you go out tonight. We can separate,
sure, but only after Issac’s dead the day after tomorrow.”
The water stopped dripping from his face, and with that, Seth took her hand and
led her to the bed. “You’ve said too much tonight. If you want to keep talking,
after I dry your hair, I’ll listen for as long as you want.”
Cicely closed her eyes, letting him dry her hair. “So, I was that annoying before.
You have quite the patience.”
Seth paused for a moment, then continued to run his fingers through her scalp,
her soft hair slipping through the warm air from the dryer. Afterward, he went
into the bathroom himself.
Cicely opened the door to the room, and the two men were still stationed
outside. Charlie leaned against the wall, scrolling through his phone. Seeing
Cicely, he suddenly stood up straight. “Ma’am.”
Cicely looked impassive, “I want some milk.”
Charlie was briefly taken aback, then quickly responded, “Right away, ma’am.”
Cicely closed the door again.
When Seth came out of the shower, Charlie was just knocking on the door,
holding a glass of milk.
“It’s for Ms. Cicely.”
Seth withdrew his gaze and remained silent.
Cicely leaned against the headboard, browsing her phone. The news was full of
the day’s events.
The issues with Diaz International.
The status of the Ellis family.
The condition of Mr. Ellis.
The latest developments of Danielle.
She followed the trending topics, one by one.
The issue of Diaz International was further investigated.
The Ellis Group was holding steady, thanks to Seth having taken the reins for a
while now. With him at the helm, things were relatively stable.
Her dad’s surgery had been a roaring success.
Danielle’s face was ruined, her body riddled with shards of glass, large patches
of skin burnt away. But she had dumb luck on her side. She had been close to
the window when the blast threw her out, landing her outside where she was
scorched for a good while. At least she was still breathing, her organs
miraculously unharmed.
How did that woman always manage to land on her feet? It’s the good ones that
die young, while the wicked seem to live forever.
Cicely had enough of the screen and got up, grabbing the glass of milk. Charlie
was thoughtful as ever; the milk was the perfect temperature. She tilted her
head back, took a gulp, and then walked over to the bed, pulling back the
covers to slide in.
Seth was outside on a call, seemingly about the Ellis Group.
When he returned, he climbed into bed, pulling her into his embrace. Cicely
wasn’t asleep, and she didn’t open her eyes in his arms. “We’re on the brink of
divorce. You find this amusing?”
“Not in the least. Maybe I should pin you down and have my way with you a few
times? Would that be amusing?”
Cicely’s eyes fluttered, her arm resting on her waist, palm on her belly, and she
fell silent.
Today had been draining, and even though nothing had turned out as she had
hoped, exhaustion took over, and Cicely quickly fell asleep. Her shallow breaths
danced on his chest, the familiar soft warmth in his arms, yet something felt
different.
She had actually brought up divorce.
Seth gazed down at her smooth forehead and curled lashes, his arms around
her tightening slightly. After a moment, he lowered his head and kissed her
forehead.
*
The next day, under Seth’s supervision, Cicely had breakfast and changed into
clean clothes. “I want to go see my dad.”
“You can visit him for 30 minutes this afternoon.”
“I’m going to see Issac first.”
Seth remained silent.
Cicely clenched her fists, looking up at Seth with a cold indifference. “You’re not
planning to keep me cooped up here for two days, are you?”
After a brief silence, Seth slipped into the clean clothes Charlie had laid out for
him and said indifferently, “I’ll come with you.”
Cicely didn’t bother to respond; it was pointless.
At the door, two men in black suits stood guard as Charlie lingered nearby, but
with Seth by her side, no one stopped her.
When they reached the ICU where Issac was supposed to be, there was no one
there. Issac wasn’t in his bed, and Brody wasn’t by his side. The entire ICU had
been cleared out, devoid of any trace of its previous occupants.
Cicely’s gaze landed on the empty scene, her mind buzzing, and then
everything went blank.Seth stood behind her, his expression somber as he watched her silhouette.
Her head turned slowly from side to side, disbelief etched on her face as she
took in her surroundings, unable to accept what had happened. After what felt
like an eternity, she spun around, her eyes bloodshot with distress. “Issac’s
dead?”
She spoke directly, confronting the cruel, ruthless reality she least wanted to
face.
Seth’s deep-set eyes flickered slightly as he replied, his voice cool, “I don’t
know.”
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Cicely suddenly stepped toward him, and up close, the resentment in her gaze
was unmistakable. She pushed against his chest with both hands.
A woman’s strength isn’t much. Seth thought she might slap him in fury, as she
had done the day before, but instead she pushed him, and caught off guard, he
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
persisted, “Is Issac
met her
eyes widened, holding back restraint and forbearance. “Why
go
needed to have dinner, take a shower, and get
gone.” She cut him off, her eyes shimmering
unshed tears.
voice suddenly turning cold,
Seth’s stern face
her, she pulled out her phone
phone to her
off the moment it started to ring. She tried
After five or six attempts, she gave up and walked
director’s office was in chaos, but
her to calm down.
is he? How can someone
the patient was taken by his father. We couldn’t stop
good are you? You can’t save a life, and
the point of this
director could only let her vent her frustration. Seth stood by,
scene. In the end, exhausted and
a zombie devoid of thought, nearly drifting
she mechanically dialed Brody’s number
result was the same. The call was disconnected as soon
began.
her hand
seemed to
and sorrow were palpable.
her and gently pulled her into
and gentle voice emanating
go have lunch.”
him hold her, making no
after about a minute of
plum juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat or anything
restaurants outside.”
Her current calm and compliance,
hysteria, seemed far too out
her eyes,
her up. Cicely did not refuse, her body showing
she leaned on him, her eyes
instructed Charlie
was laid on the bed, and Seth handed her a glass of
drank, she
later, Charlie brought
a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually, she
with a napkin, and looked
you not want
on his
was leaning on the couch, her tone as cold and
by taking Issac away,
that he’s dead, and
divorce you over him?”
glass down, he
might be right.”
else
Or is it because I
you a feeling of being dumped, and you feel that
been trampled on, and you can’t get over it, so you won’t
tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed into
after a long while, he hooked his lips and
of him. “So no matter what, this marriage…
to be
curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t
me?”
pretend? The fact is you wanted to
you for
with a cold smile,
no reason,
a knock on the door
“Mr. Diaz, the company matters are
waiting for you; it can’t be delayed
of the previous day and losing an
and executives were
work phone had been bombarded with calls, including
to him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to
his wife’s side, cool and composed as
Charlie didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware of how
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
slowly closed her eyes against
couch.
his jacket from the couch. “I’ve
and you won’t gain anything from
the hospital
She could hear
detached voice at the door. “Keep a close eye on her. Don’t
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
the table and tidy up the
remnants of the meal.
Two burly
thing in
elevator up to Creighton’s intensive care unit. The medical
busy, so she waited outside for a
could enter.
doctor’s report was still not optimistic. Creighton
the critical forty-eight hours to be truly
the doctor. She then sat
hand, and rested her cheek
her eyes, pushing down the sourness and
inside her.
what was said in those recordings. Yes, I said it, but
USB drive.
that drive is a bit special. It
and hides automatically. As soon as someone cracks
his team are working hard on
we retrieve the files,
I’m your daughter, after all. How could
mistreated? I agreed to go to
my innocence. If they dare to bring
I’m clear, I’ll tear the place
plenty of trouble growing up,
makes my hands itch to do it.
mess to deal with
get arrested, I won’t. However, I still
up. Dad, you’ve got to recover quickly and
support.”
wiped away the tears
was full of pain and tenderness.
say to someone, so very
situation, her
might be pregnant. But everyone who should
died, it was just a
excitement for them.
person’s tragedy becomes another’s
is infuriating.
who truly cared for her would react the most, and offer her
why she couldn’t bring herself to tell
these issues.
Issac meant to
ill-timed a pregnancy would be now. Creighton must
too, so she couldn’t tell him any of
to Creighton about trivial things, carefully avoiding any
the Diaz
ICU doctor came in to ask
the unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s park and sat
the fence was the parking lot. Her mind was a blur.
was hoping for Creighton to wake
anything beyond that.
stared blankly at the distant parking lot, watching
bags and happy faces, others rushing
she recognized a familiar figure carrying things from
At that moment, her
asked about her dad
his
to side, disbelief etched on her face
accept
around, her eyes
dead?”
the cruel, ruthless reality she
face.
eyes flickered slightly as he replied, his
know.”
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up close,
unmistakable. She pushed against his chest with both
thought she might
but instead she pushed him, and caught off guard,
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
“Is Issac
met her
holding back restraint
me go out
you needed to have dinner, take a shower, and get some
Issac’s gone.” She cut him off, her eyes shimmering with a layer
unshed tears.
voice suddenly turning cold, “He wasn’t
stern face in silence.
struck her, she pulled out her phone and
phone
the moment it started to ring. She tried again,
five or six attempts, she
chaos, but the director could only
her to calm down.
How can someone
patient was taken by his
can’t save a life, and you can’t
the point of
only let her vent her
the end, exhausted and without
director’s office, like a zombie
the hallway wall, she mechanically dialed Brody’s number
result was the same.
began.
hand
a ball. She seemed to
and sorrow were palpable.
pulled her into
and gentle voice emanating from
go have lunch.”
no attempt to struggle or resist. She
minute of silence, she
juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat or anything from
restaurants outside.”
paused, surprised. Her current calm and
far too out of
her
up. Cicely did not refuse,
as she leaned on him, her eyes closed,
Charlie
Seth handed her a
drank, she
hour later, Charlie brought
slow, distinctive elegance.
with a napkin, and looked
you not want to
on his cup
couch, her tone as cold and
by taking Issac away, making me unable
not that he’s dead, and that I
divorce you over him?”
silent. After setting the glass
might be right.”
tugged at her lip, “Why? What else do you want? Aren’t the Ellis
good enough? Or is it because I was
feeling of being dumped, and
and you can’t get
tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed
long while, he
him. “So no
to be
smile,
me?”
pretend? The fact is you wanted to dump
you for no
with a cold smile, grew chillier
no
of a knock on the door interrupted them, and Seth turned to
“Mr. Diaz, the company
you; it
the previous day and losing an entire building,
and executives
work phone had been bombarded with calls, including the one
off to him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to
his wife’s side,
didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
gaze and slowly closed her eyes against
couch.
his jacket from the couch. “I’ve got
out there, and you won’t
the hospital to avoid
hear Seth’s footsteps
door. “Keep a
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
table and
remnants of the meal.
and left the ward. Two burly men
natural thing
elevator up to Creighton’s intensive care unit. The medical
outside for a good
could enter.
report was still not optimistic. Creighton
forty-eight hours to be truly out
and thanked the doctor. She then sat beside the
hand, and rested her cheek against its
pushing down the sourness and fear welling
inside her.
in those
Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part of a computer club
a bit special. It can fry a computer, but all the
automatically.
team
ready and we retrieve the
to worry. I’m your daughter, after all. How could
go to the justice
they dare to bring
clear, I’ll tear the
growing up,
it makes my hands itch to do
with later, and I’ll definitely need your
since you don’t want me to get arrested, I
up. Dad, you’ve got to recover quickly
support.”
up and wiped away the tears
Her heart was full of pain and tenderness.
much to say to
to talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce Seth,
that she might be pregnant. But everyone who
detached bystanders. Even if someone died, it was just
excitement for them.
tragedy becomes another’s entertainment,
is infuriating.
for her would react the most, and offer her
couldn’t
these issues.
how much Issac meant to
pregnancy would be now. Creighton must
Seth too, so she couldn’t tell
to Creighton about trivial things, carefully
the
hour passed quickly, and the ICU
the hospital’s park
the parking lot. Her mind was a blur.
for Creighton to wake up; she
anything beyond that.
the distant parking lot,
large bags and happy
familiar figure carrying things from
that
was Grandpa calling. He asked about her
eyes narrowed. Danielle… Erik said, “Go check on her for
as he
It was a familiar face, one that had clashed
debates before.
Another assistant
care
a calamity befalling the family, Erik was bedridden. There
house, and she had not even returned
fine. Just go see how Danielle is doing, I heard she’s in a bad
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Cicely got up and walked over to the railing and watched
and going in the parking
other end of the phone was long
the rusted railing tightly as
and Danielle hadn’t dilly-dallied and just gotten
much, maybe just a
seconds, or even ten might have been enough. We
and Issac wouldn’t have left
voice filled with helplessness and a choke of
from the phone, “Cicely…”
what Issac meant to me? He was like the
when around, but
the old man’s granddaughter. So was
wasn’t for Patty wasting so much time for the
wouldn’t have died.
long pause, Cicely took a deep breath, “Alright. I’ll
for you.”
her phone and turned, expressionless, towards
hospital.
hadn’t been in Danielle’s room for long before Cicely arrived.
bag of fruit and some lunch. The
stood to either side of the hospital room
her.
room,
sat at the edge of the bed, peeling an apple Shane had handed
she heard a knock
doorway.
react, Patty had already jumped
“What are
room. These were matters
was best for him to keep out
affairs.
Patty, Danielle has Ellis blood in her
her than you are, so
that said, she
fell on the person wrapped up so tightly on the bed, only
mouth visible.
was crusted with dry skin. Those bloodshot eyes were
intense hatred, as if all her strength were focused there, wishing she
tear Cicely apart.
Cicely laughed, “Grandpa’s not well, and he
how pitiful you are. Covered in burns,
Your legs had just healed, and
point of living like
have you got no humanity? That’s your cousin you’re talking
really wish her
back, shaking with rage. Her voice
ear, yet Cicely remained indifferent, her gaze
peeked out from the bandages
with a fury
hatred.
at me? Seems like, Issac and I
Danielle, were you born under a cursed star? Why does
you suffer misfortune?”
trembled, “You are the cursed one.” Her voice was hoarse, and
pulling at her wounds, causing tears to well
eyes.
slowly cooled. “Danielle, if you hadn’t returned to the Ellis
happened. I wouldn’t have
to me than if you were stray
beside her, “Do you
Danielle and Seth are like stray dogs to
Have you forgotten how you used to
that, Cicely slowly turned her head, her detached and icy gaze making
“What do you
of your mind?” Cicely finally said, “Can’t
or are you deliberately picking a fight? Everyone
thought I was heartless and ungrateful,
actually you who are
“You…”
you think
don’t expect gratitude,
for your
eyes intensifying.
International, trying to curry favor so I wouldn’t stand in
Otherwise, why would you bother
joke! If you hadn’t come, we would
be like this. You have the nerve to come here and
haven’t even begun to settle the
of it all. How twisted must one’s
unable to distinguish right from wrong, and to
blatantly distort the truth.
with a dangerous glint as she
along, Danielle would be nothing but
Your fate? Nothing more than two charred
at her words, her
never expected you to be
something. Your lives? They were saved by
Even if you scrape by every day from here on out, you
of gratitude. If it weren’t for you two, he wouldn’t be
silence in the hospital room. “Dead?
temples throb with a sudden
do with us? Got what he deserved, didn’t he?” The fury that had been brewing now crashed
the explosion that
“You think he got what
his death was
wild rage emanating from Cicely, trembled from head
she raised the
are you
froze, her figure rigid as a statue. Patty’s heart steadied, and her
into a cold, mocking smile. “Am I wrong? I didn’t ask you
that choice on your
doom. If you hadn’t come, how could he have possibly
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on Cicely’s forehead stood out starkly
if I
you hadn’t stalled me for Danielle, Danielle
No one in their right
something like that.”
her bed, sensed the
seeing the sharp paring knife in
the searing pain in her body, she
spat out each word with her raspy voice. “Cicely, don’t forget, you were
who said you wanted to go upstairs to
had boarded the rescue helicopter right from the start,
He might have even gone
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
was now interspersed with painful gasps, “Besides, it was
you with his body. No matter what, you
on me and Patty.”
her reasons for wanting to go upstairs for
dress at such a time, it
had known it
owed Issac a debt of gratitude, not to
as unforgivable as his death
there be
hands clenched into fists, her body trembling with barely
in Cicely’s pain. It was evident on
and the late Millie were
nothing more than a call
and arrogantly than anyone else, always looking down on
men seemed to have
hadn’t seen her humiliated or in
She could almost
Cicely’s anguish.
with satisfaction and triumph
to hurt her, badly, by any
suddenly let out a soft laugh and
why I came to save you? It wasn’t because
to gain your favor. You probably haven’t
faint smile and slowly lifted her left
hand, Cicely continued in a mocking tone,
contorted in shock, and even Danielle on the
incredulously at Cicely.
felt vindicated. No wonder Patty could confront
of realized
relieving.
Ray nearly
composure shattered,
never seen a similar ring on Seth? Or do
the drawer of the bedroom at Seth’s
froze for a few seconds, staring at
even more grotesquely. “No! I don’t believe it! He
me…”
cut her off, cool and dismissive, “Then why would he suddenly
already given up on him. Now that I think
around that time. Perhaps he’s fallen
Patty was struggling to control herself, the
never fall
understanding, “Well, so other than him loving
of why he would choose to marry me behind
for the Ellis Group shares,
that’s the case, being open about
Why lie to you?
slowly recovering from her shock, eyed the
lip. “Cicely, if you’re done, could you
out of the woods yet, and his
You should spend time with
suddenly darkened as she turned to Danielle, her
says
Patty’s gaze piercing her and
They have been keeping it a
Creighton is dying? Creighton is dying?!” Patty’s shrill
Cicely frowned and as she turned, she saw
the knife
shock, instinctively shielded her stomach and stumbled
again. “It’s all your
halted by the
choice but to reach out and grasp Patty’s wrist. “What the hell
wrong with you?!”
Patty’s hands seemed to emanate from deep within
through Cicely’s taut nerves. Patty’s
cheeks as she glared at Cicely, unable to mask
all because of you! If it weren’t for you,
Everyone would be fine. You’re like a curse. You might
go find Millie and stop
was still reeling from Patty’s emotional outburst. Did she really care
father’s condition this much? What was
so much, why did Patty want to kill her
never fall for
moment it
back and
look, glanced down at the
as she thought to wrestle it away, Patty suddenly tightened her grip
Cicely’s hand.
Patty gave her a cruel smile. “I told you
make sure Seth hates you for the rest of his
her words, Patty yanked Cicely’s
plunged it
in horror as Patty, clutching her hand,
Cicely’s face and
as her warm blood painted
to slide down, she clung
the blanket tightly.
expression spoke volumes. That word was alreay
blanket indescribably tight, her eyes locked
to convey a
Danielle with terror, and
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
as Shane and two men
The scene
beside the bed, drenched in
knife, her clothes and face
first to snap out of it
fainted. The room descended into chaos, and Cicely
avoidant glances from the medical
She might have been tough
scene, especially not this
she was ushered out of the room by the hospital staff,
washed the blood from
in a daze, she made her way
hours and stood
had been with her immediately called Seth,
they
daze, she overheard a commotion
you
need
few seconds of silence
“Cicely.”
slowly lifting her head and turning toward the
woman stood before her, well-preserved, exuding
from the youthful grace of a young lady, an air of graceful allure
fortitude softening
stared in confusion at the familiar yet somehow
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
on her, and with a slight
“Look at you, such a mess.” The tap was firm,
wince and step aside.
see Cicely’s abnormal reaction.
her niece’s face.
and she shook her head slightly, but tears filled
nonetheless.
but seeing Cicely’s tears, she was
hadn’t seen her cry even when Millie
Cicely had been through, Lana took a deep breath
her into an embrace. Stroking her hair, Lana whispered softly, “It’s okay,
am here now.”
was in
had witnessed upon entering the
the blood-stained knife
passed out
words, not wanting to influence Seth’s
how it was explained, everything seemed to
Cicely.
arrived at Creighton’s ICU and
deep in conversation.
in relief
Cicely tensed.
appraising the young man before her. Handsome,
a calm and detachment beyond his
at composure,
through his façade.
man. No wonder Cicely had fallen
My niece’s husband?” Lana’s words had
confusion.
his gaze to Cicely, whose face was ghastly pale, he asked, “Your
Seth, her silence lingering for a
“Your mother might be in critical
divorce, her condition is none
need for you to worry.” Lana was
her
stuck to it tenaciously, a trait that
headaches.
words, Seth’s face darkened immediately, “Who
divorce?”
marriage is beyond saving, why not let
if nothing has happened and continue living
terms while you’re still young, so neither
Lana but kept his eyes intently
“Did you
eyes at the arrogant
the shares of
“Is Issac dead?”
of Issac, Cicely’s eyes shook, and she looked up at Seth with
“You’re asking
dead, which means we can’t get
“Seth, just to
to do with Issac’s disappearance?
leave with my own eyes, or hear of his death, we’re
“Think what you want.”
let out a chilly laugh, “I asked your mother, ‘Do you
couldn’t possibly fall for me, and I agreed
at your actions now. Could
hand in his pocket clenched slightly, his
tell my
saved her to use her to
we’re married, at your proposal. And I asked her if you
brooding gaze locked onto
emotional
spoke up, “I’ll go talk to the doctor, arrange for a discharge as
I’ll take your dad and you first, and then we’ll arrange for
bring your grandfather over.”
she said this, she was already walking away
Seth before turning to Cicely, “If
talk so much with him. If I remember
irreconcilable differences, living apart
dissolve a marriage.”
nodded, “I’ll come
Seth caught her wrist.
trace of restraint, “Do
leave just like that?”
ahead and finalize
her silently, his voice subdued and steady, “Be sensible.
provoke me.”
heart sank a little. “It sounds like you’re planning on
on leaving?”
“No.”
be leaving and I’ll complete other procedures two
later.”
and anger finally surfaced on Seth’s face. “Did you not
not understand what I
For a moment, she was silent. The grip
wrist tightened. He spoke again,
Cicely. Don’t
was gripped by palpitations. Painfully,
break free from his shackles. She didn’t
gave him an
at her, the darker his
instinctively as she struggled.
layer of sweat had pushed
frowned, stepped forward, and grasped
unyielding as iron claws embedded in
slightly surprised. In the end, it
to break
the moment his grip loosened, Lana quickly pulled
gaze, her heart skipping a beat at the sight
bottomless eyes.
look was that? It was
an abyss, devoid of sound, wind, breath, or
away. She
that seemed to
looked back at Cicely and wondered if she realized what kind
had provoked.
figures
provoke me.” Lana’s heart
every word he had said. “Don’t provoke me,” the three words
more ominous in hindsight.
how severe the consequences of
could be.
the confidence came
wouldn’t choose to have her killed if she insisted on
said.
thought there was nothing more desperate and painful than death in
again,
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doctor, and they’d managed to secure
the presence of someone to lean
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
hour, Lana did not
duration. Even for her big brother,
thirty minutes. She never liked
meaningless activities.d2
Lana glanced at the girl sitting by the hospital
hands tenderly holding her father’s, her plea for
She raised her hand to
hair, “You stay here with your dad for now. I’ll
grandpa.”
nodded lightly, “Then I’ll visit
grandpa’s spirit is much stronger
he lived through in
her mouth to speak, but in the end,
managed a soft “Mhm.”
took a deep breath, her hands sliding into the pockets
wait for you,
finally relaxed a little. With her aunt gone,
would do next. Especially concerning those two men
felt clueless on how to
ICU, they were met by two
eyes glanced over the
firmly on Cicely’s face. “Are you Miss
seeing the uniforms, a wave of panic
The officers noticed her reaction and shared
glance.
Cicely, there’s been an allegation against you for intentional assault
with us to the station
one of them
thinking of
it seemed anyone would suspect
do it; she went crazy on her own.” she
your cooperation
the station,” the leading officer interrupted
away.
investigation. First, it was the Department of Justice,
suddenly felt an eerie sense of inevitability, as if
anything wrong yet was still trapped by
in, placing herself between Cicely and the officers.
clear right here first. Are you
pretext to
officers’ expressions grew stern. “Ma’am, please
work,” one
I insulted you? Is that how bold
Can’t I even ask
lead officer’s face grew serious, “We’ll take
she’s not involved, she’ll be
smile dripping with sarcasm, “So you’ll keep
the investigation
deepened, “She’s
don’t let you
by up
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
pulling Lana aside, then stepped forward to face the
question. “Who reported the
hesitation, they
sharply, her whole being feeling
suffocation, numbness set in. So, when he
him, was this his way of stabbing her in
throat at the realization of
ruthlessness.
long pause, Cicely nodded slowly.
Then, after
rose gently. “Aunt
won’t let them take
right now.”
you think…” Cicely seemed not to hear Lana’s words, continuing to
as if to herself.
profile, noticing the faint, almost
smile.
really love
could confirm that it was Seth who sent Issac away,
want to
she asked Patty if Seth loved her. Patty
starting to feel
now, he didn’t want to let her leave with her aunt at any
on her wrist from gripping tightly
loved her as well.
once asked him plainly, and he never answered, never admitted
So she wasn’t sure.
this question, the last
still couldn’t understand that look, like
Grim Reaper had stayed. It’s
life before, or a twilit night that just lost light and
darkening.
light and life… For some reason, she
metaphor.
“He does.”
love is abnormal, and that’s
Cicely smile. “Do you think
girl in front of her was thinking.
about this right
and
arrange for dad to leave, and visit grandpa. In order
trouble anymore, I’ll just go with
aunt had just come back; she felt like she just had
any more incidents now. So,
them. Lana’s brow furrowed instantly as she grabbed
gentle
“No way!”
through the air, brooking
officers beside them darkened in
official duties, we are well within our rights
according to the
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
you.” Cicely suddenly cut Lana
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years of being spoiled rotten overseas,
a lot about the
you go check on grandpa and make sure someone looks after my
you please go first? I don’t want
away, looking like I’m being sent
thinking about such seemingly sentimental things
was just the kind of
she was.
a deep breath with her
happened these past few days,
and deal with, and I don’t understand any of
back. You
for other
for two seconds. “Alright, I’ll take care of
you up as soon as
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
officers approached, one lifting Cicely’s
other pulled out handcuffs.
cuffs, Cicely’s eyes suddenly shrank, and she
The indifferent compliance from just
distress. “What are you
a suspect, we need to ensure there’s
cooperate with us.”
want
family. How could she possibly wear
you and I won’t run. So there’s no
you
necessary forceful action.”
that. Without letting Cicely
a “click,” those delicate wrists were encircled
steel of the cuffs.
nose, biting her
from her eyes. Her hands clenched
relaxed.
out, at the emergency
watching
officer nodded
Seth’s gaze remained fixed on the woman
around her hands. His eyes narrowed imperceptibly, his
After a moment, he spoke, “Do you
to go with your
stared back at him. Despite the
she felt a coldness seeping into her from every
had just shown fear and
to anger, to detachment, to a
curve on her lips.
of provoking you? The
did actually hurt someone, my
you can make me give in this way? Let me
many days can you
eyes narrowed dangerously, as if something
of his gaze. His
veins bulging, knuckles whitening, his palm’s circulation cut
to fold, Cicely.” His voice was
choking him.
tasting his words,
down at the cold, silvery handcuffs on her hands, “Is
of showing goodwill?”
she didn’t wait to see Seth’s reaction or hear what
moving forward. “Weren’t you in a hurry to get
Even if you’re not, I’m in a hurry
quickly
stopped again. Staring at the
softly, “Could you cover this
request, an officer borrowed a
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
was ugly.
*
the police car to the
then
she pretended
with a one-way mirror opposite her,
a cheaply varnished table with a
The working conditions were less
uniformed officers, pistols at their
begin immediately. Cicely sat quietly, picking
on the
by. She thought about the cop dramas she’d
as a psychological tactic, but did they
She didn’t hurt anyone.
glass, Seth watched Cicely sitting
indifferent.
minute, the interrogator entered. The supposed ‘statement’
actual interrogation.
Liar.
so-called statement began. The interrogator asked her to
events.
cooperated fully, and she shared
Patty that she and
Seth loved her
a total loon.” Cicely’s voice trembled, her
herself with
me the assailant, right?”
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