The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 2085

Seth’s eyes twinkled with a hint of sardonic amusement, but hearing Damon’s words, he couldn’t help being a tad surprised. The always composed and suave CEO Damon, who was the very epitome of a gentleman, had his moments of wanting to curse someone out.

However, considering it was because of Chloe, it wasn’t that surprising after all.

With a smirk tugging at his lips, Seth’s gaze softened, concealing the emotions in his eyes. “I don’t remember the last time I saw your lady flustered like that.”

Damon didn’t bite, instead, he changed the subject. “Is everything set for tomorrow’s surgery?”

A crease formed between Seth’s brows as he looked up at Damon. “What, you’ve been running a background check on me?”

“I haven’t got that kind of hobby,” Damon replied coolly, his gaze drifting towards the direction Chloe had left. “Grandma mentioned it earlier today.”d2

Even though Seth wasn’t sure how much they knew, he didn’t plan on hiding anything from him.

“It’s taken care of.”

Damon’s expression darkened slightly at Seth’s confirmed suspicion. “So you’re just going to keep things like this?”

Seth chuckled, shaking his head. “One last time.”

Damon gave him a pointed look. “It better be. Handle your own messes without dragging others into them.”

Seth’s eyes flickered, holding Damon’s gaze for a few silent seconds, but Damon said no more and walked past Seth, chasing after Chloe.

Seth stood motionless, lost in thought.

Charlie, who had been eavesdropping, was thoroughly confused. Although he knew that Mr. Diaz and Mr. Harper had a good relationship, they never meddled in each other’s affairs. So the fact that Damon was clueless about Erik’s surgery was to be expected.

Damon’s sudden mention of the surgery, and his seemingly informed demeanor, had taken Charlie aback.

Their conversation had been terse and cryptic, but that last line about not always troubling others with personal issues was particularly puzzling.

“Mr. Diaz.” Charlie hesitated, looking at Seth, who hadn’t moved an inch.

Was it time to leave, or should they stay?

*

When Damon reached the emergency room, Chloe was pacing outside, her anxiety barely concealed. Seeing him, she glanced over his shoulder. “Did he leave?”

Damon wrapped his arm around her waist, guiding her to sit on a nearby bench.

“Seems like it.”

Chloe’s expression turned serious. “Lucky for us, Cicely’s call didn’t go through.”

She had been so nervous bumping into Seth; she couldn’t imagine how Cicely would have reacted. Moreover, if Cicely had shown up here, Hugo’s secret would’ve been impossible to keep.

“Let nature take its course. She can’t hide it from him forever.”

Damon gently rubbed the spot on her arm where Hugo’s shoe had hit, his tone flat.

Chloe had no counterargument, only taking a deep breath as she leaned into Damon’s embrace. “Seth seems smart enough, so why does he act just as foolhardy as Nathan in situations like this?”

Damon had no immediate answer, only managing to offer, “Different circumstances.”

Chloe looked up at him. “Also, you have too many bastards running around.”

Damon: “I tend to agree.”

A quiet laugh escaped Chloe, and Damon felt her relax against him, a smile playing on his lips.

*

Outside the hospital, a taxi came to a slow stop.

Cicely paid the fare and stepped out, looking up at the imposing hospital entrance. Her feet seemed rooted to the spot, and she didn’t move for the longest time.

Charlie, driving by, spotted her from a distance. Cicely was standing there, staring at the hospital, lost in thought.

“Mr. Diaz, it’s Ms. Cicely.”

like a statue. If not for her right hand,

the window a few inches, ready to

quickly rolling the

and although confused,

another two minutes before she seemed to muster the courage to

too far away. Through the window, his dark eyes

*

she was released, Cicely had known which hospital and which room her grandfather was in. The hospital had reported that his condition was stable, which was why she had

high-end sterile room, with

observation window and saw her grandfather, an old man with gray hair, lying quietly in the center of the large sterile room, surrounded by

silhouette made her eyes well up with tears. Her hand on the doorknob turned white with tension as guilt and remorse enveloped her. She struggled to breathe under the

then, overwhelmed by the loss of her father and Issac, the desire to hurt Seth, and her own turmoil, she had chosen to abandon her

he feel disappointed in her, angry,

and trusted as a family for years, and finally had to be heartlessly

if it was being squeezed by an iron claw, gnawed on by countless worms of discomfort

you thinking, losing the people you loved

her fingers as she covered

very wrong. All her choices had been

I ask who

came from beside her. Cicely paused, wiping away her

she saw the redness in her eyes and the tear stains on her lashes. “You’re here to see Mr.

sensing that the nurse in front of her knew her

young face showing a touch of inexperience. “He’s stable for now, and if all goes well, tomorrow’s surgery should go smoothly. After all, it’s been three years, and the doctors are

Cicely froze. “Tomorrow’s surgery?”

every Thanksgiving, Mr. Erik has

surgery?” Cicely

of hematopoietic dysfunction. The

High risk?

paling as if drained of blood. She leaned weakly against the hospital room door, staring blankly. Her mind was a tangled mess, unable to sort through

long moment, she managed to ask, “And where does

person whose bone marrow and blood type match will undergo

almost to the point

“Mr. Erik’s granddaughter.”

His granddaughter…

wasn’t her, it

*

Cicely was stopped by four bodyguards.

frowned. “Isn’t

bodyguards remained stoic. “Visitation is

After a

hurried to stop her. “You can’t go

icy. “Do you really think I could get

spoke again, “Someone’s here to see me. All I have to do is

nurses and assistant knew little about her circumstances, but after her recent conversation with Mr. Diaz, as

moment, then looked at each other. In the midst of their

unexpectedly swung open. She turned and found herself face to face with Danielle, whom she

turned, sealing

eyes mockingly fixed on Cicely

Cicely could respond, Danielle spoke up. Cicely glanced at the three people behind

in a bandage, her brows furrowed, and a flash of coldness crossed Cicely’s eyes. “I came to ask

who knows best? You’re

pressed together, her gaze cold. Cicely remained silent, waiting for the visibly upset woman before her

of sorrow to Danielle’s voice. She clenched her fists, her perfectly manicured nails digging into her palms, painless against the torment in her heart. “Do you feel victorious? You hurt him so ruthlessly, yet he never gave

rose sharply. “To make you hate him less, he turned himself into a despicable

her purse tightened at the sight of Danielle’s injured wrist. “So you’re not a

of Danielle’s blood was clear. If Danielle truly wanted to

swept over the nurses, the

“Danielle, he’s

enough. It’s all so infuriating.”Books Chapters

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