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
met her gaze,
widened, holding back restraint and forbearance. “Why
go out last
take a shower,
gone.” She cut him off, her
unshed tears.
voice suddenly turning cold,
gaze drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern
pulled out her phone and
phone
moment it started to ring. She
five or six attempts, she gave
director’s office was in chaos, but the director could only
her to calm down.
he? How
taken by his father.
what good are you? You can’t save a life,
point
only let her vent her frustration. Seth stood by, allowing her
scene. In the end, exhausted and without any answers, she
the director’s office, like a zombie devoid of thought, nearly drifting
hallway wall, she
the same.
began.
her phone, her hand resting
seemed to be crying, soundlessly, but her
and sorrow were palpable.
her into his
of her head, his deep and gentle voice
go have lunch.”
no attempt
immediately, but after about a minute of silence, she
and Tom Yum soup. I
restaurants outside.”
current calm
hysteria, seemed far too
closed her eyes,
her up. Cicely did not refuse, her
on him, her eyes
Charlie
bed, and Seth handed
she drank, she nestled
hour later, Charlie
a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,
dabbed her mouth with a napkin, and looked at Seth
you not want to divorce
on his
who was leaning on the couch, her
taking Issac
think he’s left, not that he’s dead, and that I won’t
divorce you over him?”
After setting the glass down, he said, “It sounds
might be right.”
“Why? What else do you want? Aren’t
hands good enough? Or is it
being dumped, and you feel that
can’t get over it,
was tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed into
after a long while, he hooked his lips and piled
of him. “So no matter what, this
to be
smile, “Can’t you just
me?”
you wanted to dump
you for
eyes, tinged with a cold smile, grew chillier as
no reason,
sound of a knock on the door interrupted them, and Seth turned
Charlie stepped in, “Mr. Diaz, the company matters are
you; it can’t be delayed
of the previous day and losing an entire building,
shareholders and executives
phone had been bombarded with calls, including the one
Mr. Diaz had first
his wife’s side, cool and composed as if
believe Mr. Diaz was
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
slowly closed her eyes against
couch.
up and grabbed his jacket from the couch. “I’ve
there, and you won’t
hospital to avoid
remained silent. She could hear Seth’s footsteps
the door. “Keep a
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
in to clear the table and tidy up the room, removing
remnants of the meal.
Two burly men followed her as
most natural thing in
Creighton’s intensive care unit. The medical
busy, so she waited outside for a good fifteen
could enter.
was still not optimistic.
it past the critical forty-eight hours to be
the doctor. She then sat beside
hand, and rested her cheek
Cicely closed her eyes, pushing down the sourness
inside her.
said in those
Ray. Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part
that drive is a bit special. It can fry a computer, but all the
drive and hides automatically. As soon as someone
and his team are working
we retrieve the files, I’ll be
worry. I’m your daughter, after all. How could
I agreed to go to the
they dare to bring me in
as I prove I’m clear,
caused plenty of trouble growing up,
The thought of it makes my hands
a mess to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need
since you don’t want me to get
the place up. Dad, you’ve got to
support.”
stood up and wiped away the tears
full of
so much to say to someone,
Issac’s situation, her desire to divorce
be pregnant. But everyone who should
if someone died, it was just a bit
excitement for them.
one person’s tragedy becomes another’s
is infuriating.
truly cared for her would react the
That was why she couldn’t bring herself to
these issues.
meant to her, how
and how ill-timed a pregnancy would be now.
too, so she couldn’t tell him
trivial
aftermath of the
hour passed quickly, and the ICU doctor came in to ask her
unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s
Beyond the fence was the parking lot. Her mind was a blur. All
was hoping for Creighton
anything beyond that.
stared blankly at the distant parking lot, watching people come
happy faces, others rushing in
recognized a familiar figure
At that moment, her phone
calling. He asked about her dad and Danielle’s
stood behind her, his expression
side, disbelief
to accept what had
she spun around,
dead?”
directly, confronting the cruel,
face.
as he replied, his voice cool, “I
know.”
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up close, the resentment in her
pushed against his chest with
strength isn’t much. Seth thought she might slap him
instead she pushed him, and
swayed almost imperceptibly.d2
“Is Issac really
met her
back restraint and forbearance. “Why didn’t
me go
take a shower, and get some
off,
unshed tears.
face darkened, his voice suddenly turning cold, “He
gaze drifted upward, studying Seth’s stern
struck her, she pulled out her phone and dialed
the phone
cut off the moment it started to ring. She tried again, with
attempts, she
director’s office was in chaos, but the director could only plead
her to calm down.
How can someone
Cicely, the patient was taken by his father.
are you? You can’t save a life, and you can’t
the point
only let her vent her frustration. Seth stood by, allowing
In the end, exhausted and
director’s office, like a zombie
the hallway wall, she mechanically dialed Brody’s number
was the same.
began.
her phone, her hand resting
She seemed to be crying, soundlessly, but her
and sorrow were palpable.
and gently pulled her into his arms, his
his deep and gentle voice emanating from
go have lunch.”
making no attempt to struggle or resist.
after about a minute
and Tom Yum soup. I don’t want meat
restaurants outside.”
surprised. Her current calm
seemed far too
her eyes, “I’m
down and picked her up. Cicely did not
as she leaned on him,
instructed Charlie to prepare
was laid on the bed, and Seth handed
After she drank, she
later, Charlie brought
always ate with a slow, distinctive elegance. Eventually,
her mouth with a napkin,
“Do you not want
his cup
who was leaning on the couch, her tone as cold
taking Issac away, making
that he’s dead, and that
divorce you over him?”
remained silent. After setting the glass down, he said,
might be right.”
“Why? What else do you
it
being dumped, and you feel
on, and you can’t get over it, so you
was tightly clenched, his thin lips pressed into a straight line. He
himself, and after a long while, he hooked his lips and
of him. “So no matter what, this marriage… might
to be ended for
lips curled in a sardonic smile,
me?”
is you wanted to
for
tinged with a cold smile, grew chillier as
“For no reason,
door interrupted them, and Seth
in, “Mr. Diaz, the company matters
waiting for you; it can’t
events of the previous day and losing an entire building,
and
bombarded with calls,
had first gone to the Ellis
side, cool
Mr. Diaz was unaware of how
situation truly was.
“Okay.”
slowly closed her eyes against
couch.
up and grabbed his jacket from
out there, and you won’t
hospital to avoid
remained silent. She could hear Seth’s footsteps
detached voice at the door. “Keep a close eye on
anywhere but the hospital.”
“Understood.”
*
in to clear the table and tidy up the
remnants of the meal.
the ward. Two burly men followed
thing in the
to Creighton’s intensive care unit. The medical
were busy, so she waited outside for a good fifteen minutes before
could enter.
was still not optimistic. Creighton
the critical forty-eight hours
the doctor. She then sat beside the bed,
Creighton’s hand, and rested her cheek against its
pushing down the sourness
inside her.
worry about what was said in those recordings.
to trick Ray. Joel gave me that USB drive. He’s part of a
special. It can fry a computer, but all
and hides automatically. As soon as someone
Joel and his team are working hard on the
retrieve the files, I’ll
worry. I’m your
mistreated? I agreed to go to the justice department because I
innocence. If they dare to bring me in for
clear, I’ll tear
caused plenty of trouble growing up, but I’ve never
my hands itch to
mess to deal with later, and I’ll definitely need
since you don’t want me to get arrested,
place up. Dad, you’ve got
support.”
the tears at
hair. Her heart was full of pain and
much to say to someone,
talk about Issac’s situation,
that she might be pregnant.
bystanders. Even if someone died,
excitement for them.
tragedy becomes another’s entertainment, the thought
is infuriating.
people who truly cared for her would react
she couldn’t
these issues.
how much Issac meant to her, how
Seth, and how ill-timed a pregnancy would be now. Creighton
too, so she couldn’t tell him any
to Creighton about trivial
of the Diaz
ICU doctor came in
leaving the unit, Cicely went to the hospital’s
fence was the parking lot. Her mind was
Creighton to wake
anything beyond that.
at the distant parking lot,
with large bags and happy faces, others rushing in with
recognized a familiar figure
that moment, her phone
was Grandpa calling. He asked
narrowed. Danielle… Erik said, “Go check on her for
as he disappeared, then she
face, one that had clashed with
debates before.
assistant
care
family, Erik was bedridden. There
the house, and she had
how Danielle is doing, I heard
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up and walked over to the railing
in the
on the other end of the
gripped the rusted railing
and Danielle hadn’t dilly-dallied and just gotten on the
taken much, maybe just a minute
or even ten might
Issac wouldn’t have
voice filled with helplessness and a choke
from the phone, “Cicely…”
you know what Issac meant to me? He was like the air to
but
was the old man’s granddaughter. So
wasn’t for Patty wasting so much
wouldn’t have died.
a long pause, Cicely took a deep breath, “Alright. I’ll go check
for you.”
up, Cicely put away her phone
hospital.
Danielle’s room for long before
some lunch. The two following behind
to either side of the hospital room door, not entering
her.
Danielle’s room,
the edge of the bed, peeling an apple Shane had handed
the top, when she heard a knock and turned to
doorway.
Patty had already jumped to her feet,
warily. “What are
These
and hate. It was best for him to keep
affairs.
“Ms. Patty, Danielle has
than you are, so why wouldn’t
said, she approached the
person wrapped up so tightly on the bed, only
mouth visible.
dry skin. Those bloodshot eyes were
as if all her strength were focused there, wishing she
tear Cicely apart.
laughed, “Grandpa’s not well, and he asked me to
just how pitiful
had just healed,
of
got no humanity? That’s your cousin you’re
really wish her
longer hold back, shaking with rage. Her
yet Cicely remained indifferent, her gaze fixed on Danielle.
peeked out from the bandages looked both comical and
eyes glared at her with a fury that seemed desperate to convey
hatred.
like, Issac and I have rescued an
you born under a
you suffer misfortune?”
cursed one.” Her voice was hoarse,
was pulling at her wounds, causing tears to well up in
eyes.
if you
many things wouldn’t have happened. I wouldn’t have
difference to me than if you
beside her, “Do you not
and Seth are like stray dogs to
you? Have you forgotten how you used
Cicely slowly turned her head, her detached and
back. “What do you
of your mind?” Cicely
are you deliberately picking a fight? Everyone knows how I feel
heartless and ungrateful, but somehow I
it’s actually you who
“You…”
do you think you’d still
things? I don’t expect gratitude, but is
for your
the anger in her eyes intensifying. “You saving
International, trying to curry favor so I wouldn’t
you and Seth? Otherwise, why would you bother
a joke! If you hadn’t come,
be like this. You have the nerve to
to settle the
of it all. How
thankless, to be unable to distinguish right from wrong, and
blatantly distort the truth.
with a dangerous glint as
closer. “If we hadn’t come along,
and so would you. Your fate? Nothing
her words, her shoulders tensing with
to be falling over yourselves with gratitude,
something. Your lives? They were
you scrape by every day from here
of gratitude. If it weren’t for you two, he
a brief silence in the hospital
sneer made Cicely’s temples throb with a sudden
does his death have to do with us? Got what he deserved, didn’t he?” The
if the explosion
“You think
say his death was
shaken by the wild rage emanating from Cicely, trembled from head
her panic, she raised the
are you
figure rigid as a
into a cold, mocking smile. “Am I wrong? I didn’t ask you
that choice on your own, dragging that spineless
his doom. If you hadn’t come, how
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veins on Cicely’s forehead stood out starkly
“Even if I
hadn’t stalled me
have died. No one in their right
something like that.”
bed, sensed the dangerous mood
seeing the sharp paring knife in Patty’s hand.
pain in
out each word with her raspy voice. “Cicely,
upstairs to fetch your wedding dress. So,
rescue helicopter right from the start,
might have even gone
Cicely’s face stiffened suddenly.d2
interspersed with painful gasps,
shielded you with his body. No matter
on me and Patty.”
reasons
such a time, it
known
Issac had still saved them. They owed Issac a debt of gratitude, not to
as unforgivable as
there be such shameless
fists, her body trembling with barely
pain. It was evident on
Millie were so similar,
was a nothing more than a call girl, lived
anyone else, always looking down
all the men seemed to
died, Patty hadn’t seen her humiliated or in pain.
her daughter. She could
Cicely’s anguish.
satisfaction and triumph flickered in
her, badly,
long silence, Cicely suddenly let out
I came to save
and trying to gain your favor. You probably haven’t
slowly lifted her left hand.
a mocking
contorted in shock, and
incredulously at Cicely.
felt vindicated. No wonder Patty could confront her
words. Now she kind of realized it. It was indeed
relieving.
few days after Ray nearly
already fragile composure
on Seth? Or do you
in the drawer of
few seconds, staring at the ring
more grotesquely. “No! I
me…”
and dismissive, “Then why
up on him. Now that I think about it,
that time. Perhaps
Patty was struggling to control
fall
nodded, feigning understanding, “Well, so other than him loving
he would choose to marry
the Ellis
that’s the case, being open about it
to you? I can’t
slowly recovering from her shock, eyed the trembling
lip. “Cicely, if you’re done, could you please leave? I heard
out of the
spend
darkened as she turned
says my
gaze piercing her and continued despite
They have been keeping it a secret because
Creighton is dying?!” Patty’s shrill
and as she turned, she
knife lunging toward
shock, instinctively shielded
again. “It’s all your fault! You are
backward, her retreat halted by the
choice but to reach out and grasp
wrong with you?!”
seemed to
nerves. Patty’s eyes were
as she glared at
hatred. “It’s all because of you! If it
fine. Everyone would be fine. You’re like a curse. You might as
dead, go find Millie
reeling from Patty’s emotional outburst.
What was going
father so much, why
never fall for you.”
Millie and Cicely. One moment
flipping back
Patty’s bewildered look, glanced down at the knife in
she thought to wrestle it
Cicely’s hand.
Patty gave her a cruel smile. “I told
even if I die, I’ll make sure Seth
Cicely could process her words, Patty yanked Cicely’s hand, turned
it into
Patty, clutching
Cicely’s face and clothes. Patty then
watching as her warm blood painted Cicely’s hands
to slide down, she clung to
the blanket
spoke volumes. That word
tight, her eyes locked onto Danielle’s,
convey
with terror, and
“Patty, somebody… somebody help!”
and two men who had
scene
bed, drenched in blood,
knife, her clothes
was the first to snap out of it and called
descended into chaos, and Cicely stood
receiving suspicious and avoidant glances
She might have been tough and
gory scene, especially not
she was ushered out of the room by the hospital staff, stumbling
where she shakily washed the blood
a daze, she made her way
arrived before visiting hours and stood outside the unit, lost
two men who had been with her immediately
they
she overheard a
you guys? Step
need to leave
few seconds
“Cicely.”
lifting her head and turning
before her, well-preserved, exuding a mature
a young lady, an air
fortitude softening her
at the familiar yet somehow distant
murmured, “Auntie Lana…”
and with a
you, such a mess.” The tap
wince and step aside.
abnormal reaction. With a
her niece’s
she shook her
nonetheless.
Cicely’s tears, she was still
hadn’t seen her cry even when Millie had
been through, Lana took a deep breath
her hair,
am here now.”
hospital. Patty was in critical condition. Shane tried
scene they had witnessed upon entering the
stabbed in the chest, the blood-stained knife was
Danielle lay passed out in the hospital
was careful with his words, not wanting to influence Seth’s perception
how it was explained,
Cicely.
Creighton’s ICU and saw
deep in conversation.
black sighed in relief when they
Cicely tensed.
man before
beyond his years. But still,
his attempts at composure, Lana’s experienced
through his façade.
man. No wonder Cicely had fallen
are Seth? My niece’s husband?” Lana’s words had
confusion.
to Cicely, whose face was ghastly pale,
Seth, her silence lingering for a few seconds before she
“Your mother might
on a divorce, her condition is
and there’s no need for you to worry.” Lana was always decisive
Once she had made up her mind about right and wrong, even
it tenaciously, a trait that had
headaches.
words, Seth’s face darkened immediately, “Who said we’re
divorce?”
why not let it go? Do you really
as if nothing has happened and continue living together?
so
respond to Lana but kept his
emotionless. “Did
narrowed her eyes
the
“Is Issac dead?”
of Issac, Cicely’s eyes shook, and she looked up
stare, “You’re
not dead, which means we can’t get
swelled in Cicely’s heart, “Seth, just to
Did you have something to do
own eyes, or hear of his
“Think what you want.”
let out a chilly laugh, “I asked your mother, ‘Do you love
went mad, insisting you couldn’t possibly fall for me, and I agreed
now. Could it be that
his pocket clenched
tell my
sneered, “She suggested I saved her to use her
at your proposal. And I asked her if
brooding gaze locked onto her, sharp and
in their emotional entanglement. Glancing at the
up, “I’ll go talk to the doctor, arrange for
take your dad and you first,
bring your grandfather over.”
said this, she was already walking away but paused
to Cicely, “If
If I remember correctly,
apart for
dissolve a marriage.”
“I’ll come with
Lana, Seth caught
restraint, “Do you really think I’d
leave just like that?”
don’t you go ahead and finalize
voice subdued and steady, “Be
provoke me.”
like
on leaving?”
“No.”
good. So, I’ll be leaving and I’ll complete other
later.”
finally surfaced on
not understand
startled by his low growl. For a moment, she was
He spoke again,
Cicely.
palpitations.
free from his shackles. She didn’t
him
stared at her, the darker his gaze was, the
instinctively as she struggled.
layer of
forward, and grasped his hand, intending to
his grip as unyielding as iron claws embedded
surprised. In the end, it was
break his
Lana
wary gaze, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of his
bottomless eyes.
It was deep, unfathomable,
bottom of an abyss, devoid of sound,
away. She had never seen
to live
at Cicely and wondered if she realized what
had provoked.
figures emotionlessly. His
don’t provoke me.” Lana’s heart raced as she recalled Seth’s recently chilling gaze. She
said. “Don’t
more ominous in hindsight.
never considered how severe the consequences of
could be.
the confidence came from, but she’d known
if she insisted
said.
thought there was nothing more desperate and painful than death
but again, she
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the doctor, and they’d managed to secure an
the presence of someone to lean on that
Cicely feel considerably lighter.
half an hour, Lana did not stay in the room
duration. Even for her big brother, she couldn’t
thirty minutes. She never liked wasting her
meaningless activities.d2
minutes, Lana glanced at the
her plea for comfort
sad. Lana pursed her lips. She raised her hand to
your dad for now.
grandpa.”
lightly, “Then I’ll
Your grandpa’s
all, what hadn’t he
at Lana, opened her mouth to speak, but
managed a soft “Mhm.”
sliding
for you, and we’ll go
little. With her aunt gone, she didn’t
Especially concerning those two men in black
side, she felt clueless on how to
the ICU, they were met by
their path. Their eyes glanced over the documents in their hands
firmly on Cicely’s face. “Are
a wave of panic washed over
back. The officers noticed her reaction and
glance.
there’s been an allegation against you for
need you to come with us to
one of
immediately thinking of Patty.
anyone would suspect her of injuring
it; she went crazy on her own.”
asking for your cooperation at this stage. Please
station,” the leading officer interrupted firmly,
away.
was the Department of Justice, and now
felt an eerie sense
yet was still trapped by
herself between Cicely and the officers. “Hold
clear right here first. Are you taking her for questioning or using
pretext to lock
stern. “Ma’am,
work,”
scoffed, “Have I insulted you? Is that how bold and
these days? Can’t I even ask a
face grew serious, “We’ll take
not involved, she’ll be free to
with sarcasm, “So you’ll keep her locked
the investigation is
“She’s
if I don’t
by up to three
control, or a fine.”
Lana narrowed her eyes.
aside, then stepped forward to face the officers
“Who reported
hesitation, they answered,
contracted sharply, her whole being feeling like it
moment of suffocation, numbness
his way of stabbing
the realization of the depth of
ruthlessness.
nodded slowly.
in thought. Then, after several seconds, her voice,
disturbance, rose
I won’t let them take you.
right now.”
seemed not to hear Lana’s words,
as if to herself.
profile, noticing the faint, almost
smile.
really love
that it was Seth who sent Issac away,
want to
she asked Patty if Seth loved
feel maybe he
he didn’t want to let her leave with her aunt at any cost. The
wrist from
loved her as well.
and he never answered,
So she wasn’t sure.
this question, the last look in Seth’s
To this moment, she still couldn’t understand that look, like
the Grim Reaper had stayed. It’s like a twilit night that neither
life before, or a twilit night that just lost light and life
darkening.
lost light and life… For some reason, she inclined more
metaphor.
“He does.”
abnormal, and
Cicely smile. “Do you think
the young girl in front of
about
off her smile and nodded faintly.
to arrange for dad to leave, and visit grandpa. In order not
trouble anymore, I’ll just go with
she felt like she just had a little bit
now bear any more
brow furrowed
gentle smile, “Just
“No way!”
through the air,
enforcement officers beside them darkened
duties, we are
according to
“You wouldn’t dare!”d2
cut Lana off.
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eyes narrowed. After years of being spoiled rotten
lot about the situation
you go check on grandpa and make sure someone looks after
please go first? I
I’m being sent off to do
that thinking about such seemingly sentimental things
but that was just the
she was.
breath with her eyes closed. “I’ll go with
need. With everything that’s happened these
and deal with, and I don’t understand any of
when you get back. You don’t need to come
for
“Alright, I’ll
you up
Cicely nodded, “Okay.”
*
approached, one lifting Cicely’s hands
other pulled out handcuffs.
cuffs, Cicely’s eyes suddenly shrank, and she
from just moments ago was replaced
distress. “What are
suspect, we need to
cooperate with us.”
want
a lady of the Ellis family. How could she possibly wear
go with you and I won’t run. So there’s no need
again: “If you don’t cooperate, don’t blame us
necessary forceful action.”
they did just that. Without letting
with a “click,” those delicate
steel of the cuffs.
a sudden tingle in her nose, biting her lip hard to keep tears
Her hands
relaxed.
at the emergency exit, Seth stood tall, his
his deep-set eyes calmly watching
The officer
the
around her hands. His eyes narrowed imperceptibly, his
pocket clenched tightly. After a
to go with
stared back at him. Despite
seeping into her from every
pretty face, which had just shown fear and panic, was
indifference, to anger, to detachment, to
curve on her lips.
provoking you? The Ellis family hasn’t
Even if I did actually hurt someone, my family
give in this way? Let me tell you,
days can you keep
narrowed dangerously, as if something feral was
the abyss of his gaze. His
knuckles whitening, his palm’s
His voice was tense, as if something
choking him.
laughed, tasting his words,
the cold, silvery handcuffs on her hands, “Is this your
of showing goodwill?”
wait to see Seth’s reaction or hear what
took the lead in moving forward. “Weren’t you in a hurry to
Even if you’re not, I’m in a hurry to
The officers quickly
stopped again. Staring at the handcuffs,
you cover this up
borrowed a lab
draped it over her.
Cicely’s eyes flickered.
ugly. Really
*
in the police car
was then directed to sit
her unease, she pretended to
with a one-way mirror
with a recorder
working conditions were less
at their hips, stood stoically beside
Cicely sat quietly,
on
about the cop dramas
interrogation as a psychological tactic, but
She didn’t hurt anyone.
the one-way glass, Seth watched Cicely
indifferent.
entered.
actual interrogation.
Liar.
The interrogator asked her to recount
events.
and she shared every detail she
and Seth had gotten
loved her
total loon.” Cicely’s voice trembled, her fingertips
hand and stabbed herself
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