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