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

her gaze,

widened, holding back restraint

go out

have dinner, take a shower, and

him off,

unshed tears.

face darkened, his voice suddenly

drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern face

struck her, she pulled out her phone and dialed

the phone

was cut off the moment it started to ring. She tried

After five or six attempts, she

director’s office was in chaos, but the director

her to calm down.

How can someone

patient was taken by his father. We

You can’t save a

the point of

let her vent her frustration.

scene. In the end, exhausted and without any answers,

of the director’s office, like a zombie devoid of thought,

the hallway wall, she

result was the same. The call was disconnected

began.

put away her phone, her hand resting

ball. She seemed to

and sorrow were palpable.

her and gently pulled her into his

of her head, his deep and gentle

go have lunch.”

making no attempt to struggle

a minute

juice and Tom Yum soup. I

restaurants outside.”

surprised. Her current calm and compliance, compared to

seemed far too out of

her eyes, “I’m

picked her up. Cicely did not refuse, her body showing

leaned on him, her

instructed Charlie

on the bed, and Seth handed her a glass

accepted. After she drank, she nestled into the

later, Charlie brought

always ate with a slow, distinctive

dabbed her mouth with a napkin, and

you not want

his cup tightened

couch, her tone as cold and

by taking Issac

that he’s dead,

divorce you over him?”

After setting the glass down, he said, “It

might be right.”

tugged at her lip, “Why? What else do you want? Aren’t

it because I

giving you a feeling of being dumped, and you

been trampled on, and you can’t get over it, so you

lips

and after a long while, he hooked his lips

food in front of him. “So no matter

to be ended

in a sardonic smile, “Can’t

me?”

fact is you wanted to

you for

tinged with a cold smile, grew chillier

no reason,

of a knock on the door interrupted them, and Seth turned to open

stepped in, “Mr. Diaz, the

for you; it

of the previous day and losing an entire building,

shareholders and executives were

work phone had been bombarded with calls, including the one Mr.

Diaz had first

wife’s side, cool and composed as if nothing

Mr. Diaz was unaware of how bad

situation truly was.

“Okay.”

her gaze and slowly closed her eyes against the back of

couch.

his jacket from

and you won’t

the hospital to avoid

could hear Seth’s footsteps fading away, followed

door. “Keep a close

anywhere but the hospital.”

“Understood.”

*

in to clear the table

remnants of the meal.

Two burly

thing in

Creighton’s intensive care unit.

she waited outside for a good fifteen minutes before

could enter.

was still not optimistic.

the critical forty-eight hours

She then sat beside the bed,

rested her cheek against its

pushing down the sourness and

inside her.

said in those recordings. Yes, I said

that USB drive. He’s part

is a bit special. It can fry a computer,

hides automatically. As soon

issue. Joel and his team are working hard

and we retrieve the

worry. I’m your daughter, after all. How

to go to the justice

of my innocence. If they dare to bring

I prove I’m clear,

plenty of trouble growing up, but

thought of it makes my hands itch to do it. But

mess to deal with later,

me to get arrested, I won’t. However,

Dad, you’ve got to

support.”

and wiped away the tears at the corner

graying hair. Her heart was full

say to

to talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce Seth, and

that she might be pregnant. But everyone who should

detached bystanders. Even if someone died, it was

excitement for them.

one person’s tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the thought

is infuriating.

would react the most, and

couldn’t bring

these issues.

to her, how heartbroken she’d

pregnancy would

so she couldn’t tell him any

Creighton about trivial

of the

and the ICU doctor came in to ask

the hospital’s park and sat on a

Beyond the fence was the parking lot. Her mind was a blur.

hoping for Creighton

anything beyond that.

blankly at the distant parking lot, watching

large bags and happy

figure carrying things from

hospital. At that moment, her

He asked about her dad

stood behind her, his expression somber

slowly from side to side, disbelief etched

surroundings, unable to accept what had

she spun around, her eyes

dead?”

spoke directly, confronting the cruel, ruthless reality she least

face.

slightly as he replied, his

know.”

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stepped toward him, and up close, the resentment in

against his chest with both

thought she

day before, but instead she pushed him, and caught off guard,

swayed almost imperceptibly.d2

persisted, “Is Issac really

met her gaze,

restraint and forbearance. “Why didn’t

go out

you needed to have dinner, take a

him off, her eyes shimmering

unshed tears.

his voice suddenly turning cold, “He

studying Seth’s stern

her, she pulled out her phone and dialed Brody’s

the phone to her

started to ring. She tried again, with the

attempts, she

director’s office was in chaos, but

her to calm down.

he? How can someone

patient was taken by his father. We couldn’t stop

You can’t save a

the point of

could only let her vent her frustration. Seth stood by,

exhausted and without

the director’s office, like a zombie devoid of

hallway wall, she

was the same. The call

began.

away her phone, her hand

ball. She seemed to be crying, soundlessly,

and sorrow were palpable.

approached her and gently pulled her

head, his deep and gentle voice emanating from above her.

go have lunch.”

him hold her, making no attempt to struggle

but after about a minute

plum juice and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat or

restaurants outside.”

current calm

hysteria, seemed far too

her eyes,

her up. Cicely did not refuse, her body showing

on him, her eyes

Charlie

the bed, and Seth handed her a glass of

After she drank, she nestled into

later,

ate with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,

dabbed her mouth with a napkin, and looked at Seth with a

you not want to

his

her tone as cold and indifferent

you think, by taking Issac away, making me

not that

divorce you over him?”

silent. After setting the glass

might be right.”

What else do you

Or is it because

feeling of being dumped, and you

you can’t get over it, so you won’t

was tightly clenched, his thin lips

long while, he hooked his lips and

front of him. “So no

be

a sardonic smile,

me?”

pretend? The fact is you wanted to dump me.

you for no

a cold smile, grew chillier as she

“For no

on the door

Diaz, the company matters are

it can’t be delayed

events of the previous day and losing an entire building,

and executives

phone had been bombarded with calls, including

Diaz had first gone to

by his wife’s side, cool and composed

didn’t believe Mr. Diaz was unaware of

situation truly was.

“Okay.”

withdrew her gaze and slowly closed her eyes against

couch.

up and grabbed his jacket from the couch.

out there, and you won’t gain anything

hospital to avoid unnecessary

silent. She could hear Seth’s footsteps fading away, followed

door. “Keep a close eye on her. Don’t take

anywhere but the hospital.”

“Understood.”

*

to clear the table and tidy up the room,

remnants of the meal.

stood and left the ward. Two burly men followed her as

most natural thing

to Creighton’s intensive

busy, so she waited outside for a good fifteen minutes before

could enter.

doctor’s report was still not optimistic. Creighton

forty-eight hours to

thanked the doctor. She then sat beside the

and rested her cheek against its

eyes, pushing down the sourness

inside her.

said in those recordings. Yes, I said

me that USB drive. He’s

special. It can fry a

the drive and hides automatically. As soon as someone

issue. Joel and his team are working hard

that’s ready and we retrieve

need to worry. I’m your daughter, after

mistreated? I agreed to go

innocence. If they dare to bring me in for questioning,

prove I’m clear, I’ll tear

plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve never actually

it makes my hands itch to do it.

deal with later, and

me to get

the place up. Dad, you’ve got to recover

support.”

and wiped away the tears at the corner of

hair. Her heart was full of pain and

much to say to someone,

wanted to talk about Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce Seth,

might be pregnant. But

Even if someone died, it was just

excitement for them.

one person’s tragedy becomes another’s

is infuriating.

cared for her would react the

That was why she couldn’t bring

these issues.

much Issac meant to

and how ill-timed a pregnancy would

in Seth too, so she couldn’t tell

Creighton about trivial things, carefully avoiding any mention

of the Diaz

passed quickly, and the ICU

the

Beyond the fence was the parking lot. Her mind was a blur. All

think about was hoping for Creighton to wake

anything beyond that.

distant

and happy

a familiar figure carrying

hospital. At that

He asked about her dad and Danielle’s

Danielle… Erik said, “Go check

man as he disappeared, then she withdrew

was a familiar face, one that had

debates before.

Another assistant working alongside

take care of

family,

she had not

is doing, I

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over to the railing and watched the

the parking lot, “Issac

other end of

hands gripped the rusted railing tightly as she

Danielle hadn’t dilly-dallied and just

much, maybe just a minute

even ten might have been

the blast, and Issac

voice filled with helplessness and

from the phone, “Cicely…”

do you know what Issac meant to me?

when around, but now

was the old man’s granddaughter.

wasn’t for Patty wasting so much

wouldn’t have died.

Cicely took a deep breath, “Alright. I’ll

for you.”

up, Cicely put away her phone

hospital.

Danielle’s room for long before Cicely

of fruit and some lunch. The two following behind

the hospital room door, not

her.

Danielle’s room, looking haggard with

the edge of the bed,

she heard a knock and turned to see Cicely

doorway.

already jumped to her

“What are

left the room. These

hate. It was best for him

affairs.

smile, “Ms. Patty, Danielle has

closer to her than you are,

that said, she approached

fell on the person wrapped up so tightly on

mouth visible.

mouth was crusted with dry skin. Those bloodshot eyes

as if all her strength were

tear Cicely apart.

Cicely laughed, “Grandpa’s not well, and he asked

just how pitiful you are. Covered in burns, your

legs had just healed, and now

of living

have you got no humanity? That’s your cousin you’re

really wish her

hold back, shaking with rage. Her voice

Cicely remained indifferent,

the bandages looked both comical

a fury that seemed desperate to

hatred.

at me? Seems like, Issac and I have rescued an

under a cursed

you suffer misfortune?”

are the cursed one.”

speaking was pulling at her wounds, causing tears

eyes.

smile slowly cooled. “Danielle, if you

have happened. I wouldn’t have met

to me

suddenly shouted beside her, “Do you not hear how

sound? Danielle and Seth are like stray dogs to you? And what does

forgotten how you

that, Cicely slowly turned her head, her

step back. “What do

mind?” Cicely finally said, “Can’t you

a fight? Everyone knows

always thought I was heartless and ungrateful, but

you who are the

“You…”

come to save you, do you

petty things? I don’t expect gratitude, but is a

your oh-so-superior

anger in her eyes intensifying.

trying to curry favor so I

Seth? Otherwise, why would you bother to

If you hadn’t come, we

the

even begun to settle the

all. How twisted must one’s morals and

so thankless, to be unable to distinguish right from wrong, and to

blatantly distort the truth.

with a dangerous glint

along, Danielle would be

you. Your fate? Nothing more than

to shrink back at her words, her

I never expected you to be falling over yourselves with gratitude, but

to understand something. Your lives? They

Even if you scrape by every day from here on

for you two,

was a brief silence in the hospital room. “Dead?

made Cicely’s temples throb with a sudden

his death have to do with us? Got what he deserved, didn’t he?” The

and she felt as if the explosion that had rocked her world

inside her head. “You think he

say his

emanating from Cicely, trembled from head

In her panic, she raised the paring knife she’d

you trying to

as a statue. Patty’s heart

mocking smile. “Am I wrong? I didn’t

choice on your own, dragging that spineless lapdog up

you hadn’t come, how could he

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veins on Cicely’s forehead stood out

she felt. “Even if I did come

if you hadn’t stalled me for Danielle, Danielle would

have died. No one in their right

something like that.”

sensed the dangerous mood that Cicely

seeing the sharp paring

through the searing pain in her body, she propped

raspy voice. “Cicely, don’t

to go upstairs to fetch

rescue helicopter right from the

might have even

Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2

was now interspersed with painful gasps, “Besides, it was

his body. No matter what, you can’t

on me and Patty.”

her reasons

such a time, it didn’t matter

known it from the

them. They owed Issac a debt of gratitude, not to

as unforgivable as

be such

fists, her body trembling with barely suppressed

Cicely’s pain. It

smugness. Cicely and the late Millie

Millie was a nothing more

arrogantly than anyone else,

seemed to

Millie had died, Patty hadn’t seen her humiliated

witnessing it through her daughter. She

Cicely’s anguish.

with satisfaction and triumph flickered in Patty’s

to hurt her, badly, by any

silence, Cicely suddenly let out a soft laugh and

to save you?

and trying to gain your

faint smile and slowly lifted her left

Cicely continued in a mocking tone, “We’re

face contorted in shock, and even Danielle on

incredulously at Cicely.

wonder Patty

words. Now she kind of realized it. It was

relieving.

after Ray nearly

already fragile composure shattered, “You’re

really never seen a similar ring on

It’s in the drawer of the bedroom

few seconds, staring at the ring on

more grotesquely. “No! I don’t

me…”

dismissive, “Then why would he suddenly

given up on

with another man around that time.

Patty was struggling to control herself, the knife in

fall for

feigning understanding, “Well, so other

think of why he would choose to marry

Ellis Group shares,

case,

to you? I

shock, eyed the trembling

you’re done, could you

is not out of the woods yet,

You should spend time with him

gaze suddenly darkened as she turned to Danielle, her eyes

about? Who says my dad’s time is

Patty’s gaze piercing her and continued

been keeping it

is dying?!” Patty’s shrill

and as she turned, she saw

her, the knife lunging toward

in shock, instinctively shielded her stomach

again. “It’s all your fault!

halted by

choice but to reach out and grasp Patty’s wrist. “What the hell

wrong with you?!”

in Patty’s hands seemed to

Cicely’s taut nerves. Patty’s eyes

cheeks as she glared at

and hatred. “It’s all because of you! If

You’re like a curse. You might as

dead, go find Millie and

from Patty’s emotional outburst. Did she really

this much? What was going

Patty loved her father so much, why did Patty

fall

image of Millie and Cicely. One moment it was

back and

glanced down at the knife in

she thought to wrestle it away,

Cicely’s hand.

gave her a cruel smile. “I told you

I’ll make sure Seth

her words, Patty yanked Cicely’s hand, turned

plunged it

eyes widened in horror as Patty,

blood spraying onto Cicely’s face

warm blood painted Cicely’s hands a vivid

down, she clung to Danielle’s

blanket

volumes. That word was alreay her

indescribably tight, her eyes locked onto Danielle’s, as

to convey

filled Danielle with terror, and she finally let out a

“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”

burst open as Shane and two men who

The scene stunned them into

the bed, drenched in blood, while Cicely

knife, her clothes and

to snap out of it and called for a doctor in

fainted. The room descended into chaos, and Cicely stood

suspicious and avoidant

might have been tough and brash, but

such a gory scene, especially

she was ushered out of the room

she shakily washed the blood from her hands, face,

she made her

visiting hours and stood

with

they stood by her

a daze, she overheard a commotion

you guys? Step

you need to

seconds

“Cicely.”

blinked, slowly lifting her head and turning toward the familiar

woman stood before her, well-preserved, exuding a

from the youthful grace of a young lady, an air of

softening

in confusion at the

murmured, “Auntie Lana…”

and with a slight

at you, such a mess.” The tap was firm,

wince and step aside.

abnormal reaction. With a furrowed

her niece’s

eyes flickered, and she shook her

nonetheless.

but seeing Cicely’s tears, she

even

been through, Lana took a deep

embrace. Stroking her hair, Lana whispered

am here now.”

to the hospital. Patty was in critical condition. Shane

witnessed

the blood-stained knife was

lay passed out

words, not wanting to influence Seth’s

no matter how it was explained, everything seemed to point

Cicely.

and saw Cicely standing with another

deep in conversation.

two men in black sighed in relief when they

Cicely tensed.

man before her.

detachment beyond his years. But still, he

his attempts at composure, Lana’s experienced

through his façade.

good man. No wonder Cicely had

are Seth? My niece’s husband?” Lana’s

confusion.

his gaze to Cicely, whose face was ghastly pale, he asked,

staredat Seth, her silence lingering for a few seconds before she

might be in critical

on a divorce, her condition is

you to worry.” Lana

made up her mind about right and wrong,

a trait that had often caused

headaches.

face darkened immediately, “Who said we’re getting

divorce?”

not let it go? Do you really think you

nothing has happened and continue living together?

while you’re still young, so neither of

but kept his eyes intently on Cicely, his

“Did you say

her eyes at

you the shares of the

“Is Issac dead?”

mention of Issac, Cicely’s eyes shook, and she

“You’re asking

dead, which means

in Cicely’s heart, “Seth, just to avoid a divorce,

to do with Issac’s disappearance? Unless I

with my own eyes, or hear

“Think what you want.”

suddenly let out a chilly laugh, “I asked your mother,

fall for me,

at your actions now. Could

in his pocket clenched

tell my

I saved her to use her to capture your

at your proposal. And I asked her if you loved

gaze locked onto her,

in their emotional entanglement.

“I’ll go talk to the doctor, arrange for a

first, and then

bring your grandfather over.”

she was already walking away

to Cicely, “If he refuses

If I remember

differences, living apart for

dissolve a marriage.”

nodded, “I’ll

Lana, Seth

of restraint, “Do you really

leave just like that?”

ahead and finalize our

her silently, his voice subdued and

provoke me.”

“It sounds like you’re planning on killing me if I

on leaving?”

“No.”

be leaving and I’ll complete other

later.”

surfaced on Seth’s face.

understand what I

startled by his low growl. For a moment,

tightened. He spoke again, his gentle voice marked

“Behave, Cicely. Don’t

by palpitations.

to break free from his shackles. She didn’t answer him

gave him an

stared at her, the darker his gaze

instinctively as she struggled.

of sweat had pushed through

frowned, stepped forward, and grasped

as unyielding as

slightly surprised. In the end, it

break

his grip loosened, Lana quickly pulled

a wary gaze, her heart skipping

bottomless eyes.

was that? It was deep, unfathomable,

at the bottom of an abyss, devoid of

hurried away. She had never seen such a

that seemed to live in

if she realized what

had provoked.

their retreating figures emotionlessly. His lips parted

heart raced as she recalled

had said. “Don’t provoke me,” the three words

more ominous in hindsight.

how severe the consequences of Seth’s

could be.

didn’t know where the confidence came from, but

choose to have her killed if she insisted on

said.

was nothing more desperate and painful

again, she was

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had just spoken with the doctor, and they’d managed to

the presence of someone to

Cicely feel considerably lighter.

visiting time was half an hour, Lana did not stay in the room for

duration. Even for her big brother, she couldn’t bear

minutes. She never liked

meaningless activities.d2

at the girl sitting

holding her father’s, her plea for comfort both

She raised her hand to gently

girl’s hair, “You stay here with your dad

grandpa.”

lightly, “Then I’ll visit

too much. Your grandpa’s spirit

hadn’t he lived through

her mouth to speak, but in the end,

managed a soft “Mhm.”

took a deep breath, her hands sliding into the

wait for you,

relaxed a little. With her aunt

would do next. Especially concerning

his side, she felt clueless on how to

ICU, they were met by

path. Their eyes glanced over the documents in

on Cicely’s face.

the uniforms, a wave of panic

stepped back. The officers noticed her reaction and

glance.

against you for

you to come with us

of them

eyes flickered, immediately thinking of Patty.

anyone would suspect her of injuring

didn’t do it; she went

for your cooperation

leading officer interrupted firmly, intent on taking

away.

it was the Department of Justice,

Cicely suddenly felt an eerie sense of inevitability, as

anything wrong yet was still trapped

stepped in, placing herself between Cicely and

Are you taking her

pretext to lock her

officers’ expressions grew stern. “Ma’am, please

work,” one

scoffed, “Have I insulted you? Is

days? Can’t

grew serious,

she’s not involved, she’ll be

sarcasm, “So

investigation is

frown deepened, “She’s a suspect in a

I don’t

up

control, or a fine.”

Lana narrowed her eyes.

pulling Lana aside, then stepped forward to

different question. “Who

hesitation, they answered, “Mr.

eyes contracted sharply, her whole being feeling

of suffocation,

him, was this his way

the realization of the depth

ruthlessness.

long pause, Cicely nodded slowly. She stood still,

lost in thought. Then, after several seconds,

disturbance, rose

let them take you.

right now.”

think…” Cicely seemed not to hear Lana’s

as if to herself.

profile, noticing the faint, almost

smile.

he really love

that it was Seth who sent Issac away, probably because

to divorce

ward, she asked Patty if Seth

starting to feel maybe he

to let her leave with her aunt at any cost. The

of his fingers on her wrist

loved her as well.

asked him plainly, and he never answered, never admitted

So she wasn’t sure.

Lana’s mind, when Cicely asked this

To this moment, she still couldn’t

the Grim Reaper had stayed. It’s like a twilit

night that just lost light and life and was

darkening.

For some reason, she

metaphor.

“He does.”

people’s love is abnormal,

smile. “Do you think so

know what the young girl in front of her

to think about this right

her smile and nodded faintly. “You just

dad to leave, and visit grandpa. In order not to stir

anymore, I’ll just go

felt like she just had a little bit of

Ellis family couldn’t now bear any more incidents now. So,

Lana’s brow furrowed instantly as she

a gentle smile, “Just going in for a

“No way!”

through the air, brooking no

them darkened in

are well within our rights to deal

to

“You wouldn’t dare!”d2

suddenly cut

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of being spoiled rotten

a lot about the

and make sure

you please go

I’m being sent off

thinking about such seemingly sentimental

somewhat ridiculous, but that was just

she was.

deep breath with her eyes closed. “I’ll

that’s happened these

and I don’t understand

when you get back. You don’t

for

“Alright, I’ll take care

pick you up as soon as

Cicely nodded, “Okay.”

*

left, two officers approached, one lifting

other pulled out handcuffs.

cuffs, Cicely’s eyes suddenly shrank, and she

indifferent compliance from just moments ago

distress. “What are

as a suspect, we need to ensure there’s

cooperate with us.”

want to

family. How could she possibly wear such things?

and I won’t run. So there’s

officer spoke again: “If you don’t cooperate, don’t blame us

necessary forceful action.”

Without

with a “click,” those

steel of the cuffs.

tingle in her nose, biting her lip hard to

from her eyes. Her hands clenched into

relaxed.

at the emergency exit, Seth

deep-set eyes calmly watching her. She slowed her

The officer nodded

Seth’s gaze remained fixed on the

hands. His eyes narrowed imperceptibly, his

After

go with

bone, stared back at him. Despite the

coldness seeping into her

just shown fear and panic,

changed from indifference, to anger, to detachment,

curve on her lips.

this the consequence of provoking you? The Ellis family hasn’t fallen

hurt someone, my family would

me give in this way? Let me tell

days can

as if something feral was

his gaze. His hand in his pocket clenched again,

veins bulging, knuckles whitening, his palm’s

His voice was tense,

choking him.

laughed, tasting his words, “Know

handcuffs on her hands, “Is

of showing goodwill?”

Seth’s reaction or hear what

forward. “Weren’t you in

Not in a rush anymore? Even if you’re not, I’m in

quickly followed her

hospital, Cicely stopped again. Staring at

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.

*

car to the nearest precinct. Straight

went. She was then directed to

pretended to

was small, with a one-way mirror

with

The working conditions were

at their

Cicely sat quietly, picking at

spot on the

She thought about

delay the interrogation as a psychological tactic,

She didn’t hurt anyone.

one-way glass, Seth watched Cicely

indifferent.

minute, the interrogator entered.

actual interrogation.

Liar.

began. The interrogator

events.

she shared every detail she thought was

telling Patty that she and Seth had gotten

loved

loon.” Cicely’s

my hand and stabbed herself with the knife.

me the assailant, right?”

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