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.”

this, Seth, who had been reflecting quietly, slowly lifted his gaze towards Cicely. She was still there, her tall, slender figure like a statue. If not for her right hand, which was tightly clutching her purse strap, relaxing and then suddenly tightening

to greet her, but Seth’s stern

was taken aback, quickly rolling the window

more, and although confused,

for another two minutes before she seemed to

too far away. Through the window, his dark eyes watched Cicely’s retreating figure enter

*

room her grandfather was in. The hospital had reported that his condition was stable, which was why she had allowed herself such undutiful procrastination, debating whether to

staying in a high-end sterile room, with

grandfather, an old man with gray hair, lying quietly in the center of the

on the doorknob turned white with tension as guilt and remorse enveloped her. She struggled to

just how much they had loved her. But back then, overwhelmed by the loss of

he feel disappointed in her, angry, or even

nurtured and trusted as a family for years, and finally had to be heartlessly abandoned by his

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

your grandfather’s suffering, what was your self-righteous pain worth? What were you thinking, losing the people you loved most and hurting another

streamed through her fingers as

wrong, so very wrong. All her choices

I

puzzled voice came from beside her. Cicely paused, wiping away

her eyes and the tear stains on her lashes. “You’re here

front of her

reassuring nod, 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

Cicely froze. “Tomorrow’s surgery?”

Mr.

kind of surgery?” Cicely asked,

his organs are failing. Mr. Erik has a severe case of hematopoietic dysfunction. The annual Thanksgiving surgery involves removing the ‘bad’ blood and infusing new, fresh

High risk?

against the hospital room door, staring

ask, “And

Another person whose bone marrow and blood type match will undergo

the doorknob tightened almost to the

“Mr. Erik’s granddaughter.”

His granddaughter…

wasn’t her, it

*

was stopped

frowned. “Isn’t

remained stoic.

voice from outside, Danielle hesitated for a moment. After a brief silence,

and two nurses hurried to stop

gaze icy. “Do you really think I could

hesitated, Danielle spoke again, “Someone’s here to see me. All I have to do is open this door. Do you think those four bodyguards outside

after her recent conversation with

looked at each other. In the midst of their hesitation, Danielle had stepped forward and pulled the door to the

unexpectedly swung open. She turned and found herself

turned, sealing

her eyes mockingly fixed on Cicely outside, who was

glanced at the three people behind Danielle, puzzled by the scene before

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

the one who knows best? You’re here

cold. Cicely remained silent, waiting for the

into her palms, painless against the torment in her heart. “Do you feel victorious? You hurt him so ruthlessly, yet he never gave

voice rose sharply. “To make you hate him less, he turned himself

on her purse tightened at the sight of Danielle’s injured wrist.

the importance of Danielle’s blood was clear. If Danielle truly wanted to save him, how could she afford to

laughter filled the room as her eyes swept over the

hunch. “Danielle, he’s

touched her forehead. “Enough, I’ve had enough. It’s all so infuriating.”Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated for

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