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 really
met her gaze,
widened, holding back restraint and
me go out last
needed to have dinner, take
cut him off,
unshed tears.
his voice suddenly turning
drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern face in silence. Then, as if
she pulled out her phone
the phone
it started to ring. She tried again, with the
or six attempts, she gave up and walked
chaos, but the
her to calm down.
is he? How can
the patient was taken by his father. We
you? You can’t save a life,
point of
let her vent her frustration. Seth stood by, allowing
a scene. In the end, exhausted and without any answers,
director’s office, like a zombie devoid of thought,
the hallway wall, she mechanically
again, but the result was the same. The call was disconnected
began.
her phone, her hand resting on her eyes, her
to be crying,
and sorrow were palpable.
gently pulled her into his arms, his
deep and gentle voice emanating from above her.
go have lunch.”
hold her, making no attempt to struggle or resist.
about a minute of silence, she spoke
sour plum juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat or anything from
restaurants outside.”
current calm and
hysteria, seemed far too out
closed her eyes,
and picked her up. Cicely did not
as she leaned on him, her eyes closed,
Charlie
Seth handed her a glass of water,
she drank, she nestled into the
hour later, Charlie
slow, distinctive
mouth with a napkin, and looked
not
on his cup tightened
who was leaning on the couch, her tone as cold and
by taking Issac away, making me unable to see
left, not that he’s dead, and
divorce you over him?”
setting the glass down,
might be right.”
at her lip, “Why? What else do you want? Aren’t
my hands good enough? Or is it because I was the one
of being
has been trampled on, and you can’t
his thin lips pressed into
himself, and after a long while, he hooked
“So no matter
to be ended for
curled in a sardonic smile, “Can’t
me?”
can we pretend? The fact is you wanted to dump me. Why would I want
for
eyes, tinged with a cold smile, grew chillier as she
“For no reason,
knock on the door interrupted them, and
in, “Mr. Diaz, the company matters
it can’t
day
shareholders and executives were
bombarded with
him. Mr. Diaz had first gone to
his wife’s side, cool and composed as if
But Charlie didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware of how bad
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
closed her eyes
couch.
grabbed his jacket from
out there, and you won’t gain anything from roaming
put in the hospital to
silent. She could hear Seth’s footsteps fading away,
at the door. “Keep a close eye on her. Don’t take
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
clear the table
remnants of the meal.
the ward. Two burly men followed her as
most natural thing in
Creighton’s
busy, so she waited outside for a
could enter.
doctor’s report was still not
forty-eight hours to be truly out of
thanked the doctor. She then sat beside
Creighton’s hand, and rested her cheek against its
her eyes, pushing down the
inside her.
about what was said in those recordings.
to trick Ray. Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part of a
and that drive is a bit special. It can fry a computer,
drive and hides automatically. As
and his team are working hard on the
retrieve the files, I’ll be
need to worry. I’m your daughter, after all. How could
go to the justice department
dare
I prove I’m clear, I’ll tear the place
growing up, but I’ve never actually dismantled
The thought of it makes my hands itch to do
to be a mess to deal with later,
to get arrested, I
got to recover
support.”
and wiped away the tears
hair. Her heart was full
say to someone, so very
wanted to talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce
pregnant. But everyone
died, it was just a
excitement for them.
one person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the thought
is infuriating.
would react the most,
That was why she couldn’t bring herself to tell
these issues.
knew how much Issac meant to her, how heartbroken she’d
pregnancy would
too, so she couldn’t tell him any of
to Creighton about trivial
aftermath of the
quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to
went to the hospital’s park and
Beyond the fence was the parking lot.
hoping for Creighton to wake up; she couldn’t
anything beyond that.
distant
bags and happy faces,
figure carrying things from
that moment, her
calling. He asked about her
her, his expression somber as he watched
turned slowly from side to side, disbelief etched on her
surroundings, unable to accept what had happened. After
eternity, she spun around, her eyes bloodshot with
dead?”
the cruel, ruthless reality she least wanted
face.
deep-set eyes flickered slightly as he
know.”
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suddenly stepped toward him, and up close, the
unmistakable. She pushed against
Seth thought she might slap him in fury, as
instead she pushed him, and caught
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
“Is Issac really
met her gaze,
back restraint
go out last
needed to have dinner, take
She cut him off, her eyes shimmering with a layer
unshed tears.
voice suddenly turning cold, “He
drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern face in silence. Then, as
out her phone and dialed Brody’s
phone to
the moment it started
six attempts, she gave up and walked
chaos, but the director could only plead
her to calm down.
he? How can someone just
patient was taken by his father. We
can’t save
What’s the point of
let her vent her frustration.
scene. In the end, exhausted and without any
of the director’s office, like a zombie devoid of thought, nearly drifting
the hallway wall, she mechanically
the same. The call was disconnected as soon as
began.
phone, her hand resting on
into a ball. She seemed to be crying, soundlessly,
and sorrow were palpable.
her and gently pulled her into his arms, his
deep and gentle voice emanating from above
go have lunch.”
hold her, making no attempt to struggle
about a minute
plum juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t
restaurants outside.”
current calm and
hysteria, seemed far
closed her
Cicely did not refuse, her body showing
as she leaned on
instructed Charlie
and Seth handed
drank, she
hour later,
ate with a slow, distinctive elegance.
mouth with a napkin, and
“Do you not want to divorce
on his
leaning on the couch, her tone
you think, by taking Issac away, making me unable to
just think he’s left, not that he’s dead, and that I won’t choose
divorce you over him?”
silent. After setting the glass down, he said, “It sounds like
might be right.”
her lip, “Why? What else do you want? Aren’t the Ellis
hands good enough? Or is it because I was the one
you a feeling of being dumped, and
and you can’t get over
lips pressed into
after a long while, he hooked
food in front of him. “So no matter what, this marriage…
to be ended for
curled in a sardonic smile,
me?”
we pretend? The fact is you wanted to dump me. Why
for
with a cold
no
the door interrupted them, and Seth turned
stepped in, “Mr. Diaz, the company matters are
you; it
day and losing an
shareholders and
work phone had been bombarded with calls, including the one Mr.
first gone to the Ellis
hospital, staying by his wife’s side, cool and composed
Mr. Diaz was
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
and slowly closed her eyes against the back of
couch.
his jacket from the couch. “I’ve got to
out there, and
the hospital to
hear Seth’s footsteps
a close eye on her.
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
to clear the table and tidy up
remnants of the meal.
stood and left the ward. Two burly
thing in
the elevator up to Creighton’s intensive
busy, so she waited outside for
could enter.
doctor’s report was still not
it past the critical forty-eight hours to be truly out
doctor. She then sat beside the bed,
hand, and rested her cheek against
Cicely closed her eyes, pushing down the sourness
inside her.
in those recordings. Yes,
me that USB drive.
that drive is a bit special. It can fry a computer, but all the
hides automatically. As soon as
team are working hard on the
we retrieve the files, I’ll be
your
mistreated? I agreed to go
dare to
clear, I’ll tear
trouble growing up, but I’ve never
The thought of it makes my hands itch to do
mess to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need
since you don’t want me to get arrested, I won’t. However,
place up. Dad, you’ve got to recover quickly
support.”
the tears at the corner of her eyes.
hair. Her heart was full of pain and
say to someone, so very
to talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce
that she might be pregnant.
detached bystanders. Even if someone died, it was just
excitement for them.
tragedy becomes
is infuriating.
would react the most, and
That was why she couldn’t
these issues.
to her, how heartbroken she’d
and how ill-timed a pregnancy would
in Seth too, so she couldn’t tell him
talked to Creighton about trivial things, carefully avoiding any mention
of the Diaz
hour passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to
Cicely went to the
parking lot.
was hoping for Creighton to wake up;
anything beyond that.
stared blankly at the distant parking
and happy faces, others rushing
figure carrying things
At that moment,
asked about her
Danielle… Erik said,
as he disappeared, then she
face, one that
debates before.
Another assistant
take care
such a calamity befalling the family,
doctor in the house, and she had not even returned home
is doing, I heard she’s
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over to the railing and
in the parking lot, “Issac
the other end of the phone
rusted railing tightly as she
Danielle hadn’t
taken much, maybe
ten might have been enough.
and Issac wouldn’t
filled with helplessness and a choke of
from the phone, “Cicely…”
meant to me? He was like the air
around, but now
old man’s granddaughter.
it wasn’t for Patty wasting so much time for the sake of Danielle,
wouldn’t have died.
pause, Cicely took a deep breath,
for you.”
away her phone and turned,
hospital.
in Danielle’s room for
some lunch. The two following behind
side of the hospital room door,
her.
in Danielle’s room, looking haggard with sunken,
bed,
top, when she heard a knock and
doorway.
had already jumped to her feet, looking
warily. “What are you doing
room. These were matters among women,
It was best for him to keep
affairs.
Patty, Danielle has Ellis blood in her
her than
said, she
person wrapped up so tightly
mouth visible.
crusted with dry skin.
if all her strength
tear Cicely apart.
not well, and he asked me to
So I came to see just how pitiful you are. Covered in burns,
Your legs had just healed, and
of
you got no humanity? That’s your cousin you’re talking about,
really wish
longer hold back, shaking with rage. Her voice exploded
Cicely remained indifferent, her gaze
bandages looked
eyes glared at her with a fury that seemed desperate to
hatred.
glaring at me? Seems like,
born under a cursed star? Why does everyone
you suffer misfortune?”
lips trembled, “You are the cursed one.” Her voice was hoarse, and
pulling at her wounds, causing tears to
eyes.
you
many things wouldn’t have happened. I wouldn’t have
together make no more difference to
Patty suddenly shouted beside her, “Do you not hear
Danielle and Seth are like stray dogs to you? And
Have you forgotten how you used to
turned her head, her detached and
back. “What do you
your mind?” Cicely finally said, “Can’t you understand
or are you deliberately picking a fight? Everyone knows how I feel
heartless and ungrateful, but somehow I
actually you
“You…”
come to save you, do you think
I don’t expect gratitude, but is a simple ‘thank
your oh-so-superior
paused, the anger in her eyes intensifying. “You saving us? Wasn’t
trying to curry favor so I wouldn’t
and Seth? Otherwise, why would you bother to risk your
hadn’t come, we
have the
begun to settle the score
it all. How
unable to
blatantly distort the truth.
with a dangerous glint as she took
we hadn’t come along, Danielle
would you. Your fate?
back at her words, her
I never expected you to be falling
understand something. Your lives? They were saved
him. Even if you scrape by every day from here on out, you live with
for
in the hospital room. “Dead?
sneer made Cicely’s temples throb with a
his death have to do with us? Got what he deserved, didn’t he?” The fury that had been brewing
the explosion that had rocked her world
head. “You think he
his death was
the wild rage emanating from Cicely, trembled
raised the paring knife she’d been
you trying
her figure rigid as a statue.
“Am I wrong?
on your own, dragging that spineless lapdog up
hadn’t come, how could he have
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veins on Cicely’s forehead stood out starkly against her skin,
she felt. “Even if I did come
if you hadn’t stalled me for Danielle, Danielle would
have died. No one in
something like that.”
Danielle, lying in her bed, sensed
seeing the sharp paring knife in Patty’s hand. Her
through the searing pain in her body, she propped herself
with her raspy voice. “Cicely, don’t forget,
said you wanted to go upstairs to fetch your
helicopter right
have even gone back
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
now interspersed with painful
you with his body. No
on me and Patty.”
her reasons for wanting to go upstairs
it didn’t matter anymore.
She had known it from the
Issac had still saved them. They owed Issac a debt
as unforgivable as
be such
clenched into fists, her body trembling with barely
reveling in Cicely’s pain. It was evident
Cicely and the late Millie were so
a nothing
arrogantly than anyone else, always looking down on
the men seemed to have a soft
Patty hadn’t seen her humiliated or in
her daughter. She could almost see
Cicely’s anguish.
satisfaction and triumph flickered in
hurt her, badly, by
long silence, Cicely suddenly let out a soft laugh
to
gain your favor. You probably haven’t
and slowly lifted her
a mocking tone, “We’re already
face contorted in shock, and
incredulously at Cicely.
vindicated. No wonder Patty could confront her with such
of realized it. It was indeed quite pleasant
relieving.
a few days after Ray nearly
fragile composure
a similar ring on Seth? Or do you want to see
in the drawer of
for a few seconds, staring at the ring
“No! I don’t believe it!
me…”
cut her off, cool and dismissive, “Then why would he
Especially when I had already given up on him. Now
that time. Perhaps he’s
to control herself, the
fall for
“Well, so other than
he would choose to marry me behind
was for the Ellis Group shares,
the case, being open about
to you? I can’t
from her shock, eyed the
if you’re done, could you please leave?
not out of the
spend
suddenly darkened as she turned to Danielle,
talking about? Who says
gaze piercing her and continued despite
have been
Creighton is dying?!” Patty’s
turned, she
knife
instinctively shielded her stomach and
lunged again. “It’s all your fault!
halted by the hutch behind her.
choice but to reach out and grasp
wrong with you?!”
in Patty’s hands seemed to
through Cicely’s taut nerves. Patty’s eyes were bloodshot,
down her cheeks as she glared at Cicely,
all because of you! If it
would be fine. You’re like
go find Millie and stop tormenting
still reeling from Patty’s emotional outburst. Did
What
much, why did Patty want to kill
fall for you.” Patty’s
moment it was Millie’s
back
Patty’s bewildered look, glanced down at
to wrestle it away, Patty suddenly tightened her
Cicely’s hand.
frowned, but then Patty gave her a
even if I die, I’ll make sure Seth
could process her words, Patty yanked Cicely’s hand, turned
handle, and plunged it into her
in horror as Patty, clutching her
spraying onto Cicely’s face and clothes. Patty then slowly
her warm blood painted Cicely’s
down,
blanket
agonized expression spoke volumes. That word was alreay
tight,
to convey
sight filled Danielle with terror, and she finally let
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
open as Shane and two men
The scene stunned them
the bed, drenched in blood, while Cicely
knife, her
snap out of it and called for
descended into chaos, and Cicely stood
suspicious and avoidant glances from the
terrified. She might have been tough and brash, but she had
scene, especially not this
was ushered out of the room by
shakily washed the blood
in a daze, she made her way to Creighton’s intensive
before visiting hours and stood outside the
two men who had been with her immediately called
do as they
daze, she overheard
you guys?
you need to leave
seconds of silence
“Cicely.”
lifting her head and
stood before her, well-preserved,
grace of a young
fortitude softening her
the familiar yet somehow
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
clear eyes fixed on her, and with a slight frown, she tapped
“Look at you, such a mess.” The tap was firm, enough to make
wince and step aside.
could see Cicely’s abnormal reaction. With
niece’s face. “What’s
and she shook her head slightly, but tears
nonetheless.
but seeing Cicely’s tears, she
her cry even when
through, Lana took
into an embrace. Stroking her hair, Lana whispered softly,
am here now.”
was in critical condition. Shane tried
they had witnessed upon entering
in the chest, the blood-stained
passed out
words, not wanting to influence Seth’s
no matter how it was explained, everything seemed to point
Cicely.
and
deep in conversation.
sighed in relief when they
Cicely tensed.
the young man before
his
despite his attempts at composure, Lana’s experienced eyes
through his façade.
good man. No wonder Cicely had
My niece’s
confusion.
face was ghastly pale,
lingering for
mother might be in
divorce, her
you
her mind about right and wrong, even
to it tenaciously, a trait that had often
headaches.
her words, Seth’s face darkened immediately, “Who
divorce?”
beyond saving, why not let it go? Do you
continue living together? It’s better to part
young, so neither of
respond to Lana but kept his eyes intently
emotionless. “Did you say
eyes at the
the shares of the
“Is Issac dead?”
shook,
stare, “You’re asking
not dead, which means we
“Seth, just
something to do with Issac’s disappearance? Unless I
“Think what you want.”
suddenly let out a chilly laugh, “I asked
fall for me,
your actions now. Could
hand in his pocket clenched slightly, his
tell my
sneered, “She suggested I saved her to use her to capture
proposal. And I asked her if you
locked onto her, sharp and
wasn’t interested in their emotional entanglement. Glancing
go talk to the doctor, arrange
and you first, and then
bring your grandfather over.”
this, she was already walking away
to Cicely, “If he refuses to divorce, you don’t
talk so much with him. If I remember correctly, the marriage law states
differences, living apart
dissolve a marriage.”
“I’ll come
moved to follow Lana, Seth caught her wrist. “Cicely,”
restraint, “Do you really think I’d
leave just like that?”
you go ahead and finalize
stared at her silently, his voice subdued
provoke me.”
heart sank a little. “It sounds like you’re planning on killing me if I
on leaving?”
“No.”
leaving and I’ll
later.”
on Seth’s face. “Did
understand
by his low growl. For a moment, she
again, his
“Behave, Cicely.
by palpitations. Painfully, she twisted
break free from his shackles. She didn’t answer him verbally,
gave him
stared at her, the darker his gaze was,
instinctively as she struggled.
A thin layer of sweat had pushed through her
and grasped his
but found his grip as unyielding as iron claws embedded in her
In the end, it was with all her strength
to break
the moment his grip loosened, Lana quickly pulled Cicely
with a wary gaze, her heart skipping a beat at the sight
bottomless eyes.
It was deep, unfathomable, as if
bones at the bottom of an abyss, devoid of sound,
hurried away. She had never seen such a
one that seemed to live in
Cicely and wondered if she realized what kind of man
had provoked.
watching their retreating figures emotionlessly. His lips parted
soundlessly. “I told you, don’t provoke me.” Lana’s heart raced as she recalled
he had said. “Don’t provoke me,” the three
more ominous in hindsight.
never considered how severe the
could be.
confidence came from, but she’d known all
to have her killed if
said.
nothing more desperate and painful than
but again, she
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spoken with the doctor, and they’d managed to secure an
it was the presence
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
an hour, Lana did not stay in the
duration. Even for her big brother, she couldn’t bear
talk for thirty minutes. She never liked wasting her time
meaningless activities.d2
glanced at the girl
her father’s, her plea for
lips. She raised her hand
with your dad for now. I’ll go check on
grandpa.”
“Then I’ll visit grandpa
Your grandpa’s spirit is much
he lived through in his
opened her mouth to
managed a soft “Mhm.”
breath, her hands sliding into the pockets of her dress,
you, and we’ll go
expression finally relaxed a little. With her aunt gone, she didn’t
next. Especially concerning those two
his side, she felt
they left the ICU, they were met
in their path. Their eyes glanced over
face. “Are you
a wave of panic washed over
back. The officers noticed her reaction
glance.
Cicely, there’s been an allegation against you
to come with us to the station to
one of them
thinking of
anyone would suspect her
it; she went crazy
asking for your cooperation at
leading officer interrupted firmly, intent on
away.
an investigation. First, it was the Department of Justice, and now
station. Cicely suddenly felt an eerie sense of inevitability, as if
anything wrong yet was still trapped by
herself between Cicely and the officers. “Hold
Are you taking
to lock her
expressions grew stern. “Ma’am, please
work,”
scoffed, “Have I insulted you? Is
are these days? Can’t I even ask a
grew serious, “We’ll take her
not involved, she’ll be
her smile dripping with sarcasm, “So you’ll keep her
the investigation is
deepened, “She’s a
don’t
up to
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
pulling Lana aside, then stepped forward to face
“Who reported
they
her whole being
of suffocation, numbness set in. So, when
to provoke him, was this his way
the realization of the depth
ruthlessness.
slowly. She stood still, her gaze
in particular, lost in thought. Then, after several seconds, her
disturbance, rose gently. “Aunt
responded gravely, “Don’t worry, I won’t let them take you. I’ll go find
right now.”
Cicely seemed not to
as if to herself.
profile, noticing
smile.
really
it was Seth
to divorce
asked Patty if Seth loved her.
to feel maybe he
let her leave with her aunt at any
fingers on her wrist from gripping tightly seemed to
loved her as well.
him plainly, and he never answered, never admitted
So she wasn’t sure.
when Cicely asked this question, the last look
To this moment, she still couldn’t understand
where the Grim Reaper had stayed. It’s like a twilit night that
life before, or a twilit night that
darkening.
lost light and life… For some reason,
metaphor.
“He does.”
is abnormal, and
smile. “Do you think so
didn’t know what the young girl in
about
and
dad to leave, and visit grandpa.
I’ll just go with
back; she felt like
couldn’t now bear any
brow furrowed instantly as she grabbed
gave her a gentle smile, “Just going in for
“No way!”
sliced through the air, brooking no
officers beside them darkened in
are well within our rights to
according to
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
with you.” Cicely suddenly cut Lana off.
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After years of
lot about the situation back
on grandpa and make
go with them. And, could you please go first? I don’t
looking like I’m being sent off to do
such seemingly
ridiculous, but that was just the kind of
she was.
a deep breath with her eyes closed. “I’ll go
everything that’s happened these past
I don’t understand any of it. I’m
get back. You don’t
for other important
two seconds. “Alright, I’ll take care of everything and
pick you up
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
approached, one lifting Cicely’s hands while
other pulled out handcuffs.
Cicely’s eyes suddenly shrank, and she quickly withdrew
compliance from just moments ago was
and distress. “What
as a suspect, we need
cooperate with us.”
don’t want to
family. How could
and I won’t run.
you don’t cooperate, don’t blame us for
necessary forceful action.”
Without
those delicate wrists were
steel of the cuffs.
in her nose,
hands clenched into fists,
relaxed.
emergency exit, Seth stood
eyes calmly watching her. She
Diaz.” The officer nodded
gaze remained fixed on the woman between them, especially
hands. His eyes narrowed
pocket clenched tightly. After
go with
to the bone, stared back at him. Despite the
she felt a coldness seeping
face, which had just shown fear and panic, was now facing him.
to anger, to detachment, to a
curve on her lips.
this the consequence of provoking you? The Ellis family hasn’t
if I did actually hurt someone, my family would ensure
give in this way? Let me
many days can you
dangerously, as if something feral was struggling to
his gaze. His hand in his pocket
view, veins bulging, knuckles whitening, his palm’s circulation cut
when to fold, Cicely.” His voice
choking him.
just laughed, tasting his
looked down at the cold, silvery handcuffs on her hands,
of showing goodwill?”
she didn’t wait to see Seth’s reaction or hear what he
the lead in moving forward. “Weren’t you in a hurry to
Not in a rush anymore? Even if you’re not, I’m in a
The officers quickly followed her
stopped
softly, “Could you cover this
an officer borrowed a lab coat from the front desk
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
was ugly. Really
*
in the police car to the nearest precinct.
then directed to sit in the
pretended
small, with a one-way mirror opposite her,
varnished table with a recorder on it.
working conditions were less than
pistols at their hips,
didn’t begin immediately. Cicely sat quietly, picking at
spot on the
thought about the cop dramas she’d
a psychological
She didn’t hurt anyone.
the one-way glass, Seth watched Cicely
indifferent.
the interrogator entered.
actual interrogation.
Liar.
began. The interrogator
events.
and she shared every detail
telling Patty that she and Seth had
loved her like
loon.” Cicely’s voice
herself with the
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Read The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride Chapter 2051-2060
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The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride Chapter 2051-2060
The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 2051-2060