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.”

had been reflecting quietly, slowly lifted his gaze towards Cicely. She was still there, her tall, slender figure like a statue. If not

lowered the window a few inches, ready to

rolling the

more, and

there for another two minutes before she seemed

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

*

which hospital and which room her grandfather was in. The hospital had reported that his condition was stable, which was

in a high-end sterile room, with top-notch

an old man with gray hair, lying

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

overwhelmed by the loss of her father and Issac, the desire to hurt

he feel disappointed in her,

assistant he had nurtured and trusted as a family for years, and finally had to

an iron claw, gnawed on by countless

What were you thinking, losing the people you loved most and hurting another just as dearly? Cicely, the person

streamed through her fingers as

wrong, so very wrong. All her choices

I ask who you

voice came from beside her. Cicely paused, wiping away her tears, and turned

eyes and the tear stains

nurse in front of her knew

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?”

Mr.

kind of surgery?” Cicely

terms, it’s a blood transfusion. With his age, his organs are failing. Mr. Erik has a severe case of hematopoietic dysfunction. The

High risk?

face paling as if drained of blood. She leaned weakly against the hospital room door, staring

she managed to ask, “And where does the blood

blood type match will undergo the

almost to

“Mr. Erik’s granddaughter.”

His granddaughter…

her, it must be

*

Danielle’s hospital room, Cicely was stopped by four bodyguards. “No visitors

frowned. “Isn’t that Danielle

remained stoic. “Visitation

hesitated for a moment. After a

assistant and two nurses hurried to stop her. “You can’t

door, her gaze icy. “Do you really think

here to see me. All I have to do is open this door.

about her circumstances, but after her recent conversation with Mr. Diaz, as women, they felt some

midst of their hesitation, Danielle had stepped forward

the door unexpectedly swung open. She turned and found

instantly turned, sealing

her eyes mockingly fixed on Cicely outside, who was visibly perplexed. “Isn’t

the three people behind

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

“Shouldn’t Seth be the one who knows best? You’re here to see

together, her gaze cold. Cicely remained silent, waiting for the

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 up on you. For

you hate him less, he

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

clear. If Danielle truly wanted to save

the room as her eyes swept over the nurses, the assistant, and the

had a hunch. “Danielle, he’s

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