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.”

statue. If not for her right hand,

window a few inches, ready to greet her, but

taken aback, quickly rolling the

once more, and

there for another two minutes before she seemed to

window, his dark eyes watched Cicely’s retreating figure enter the hospital with a

*

had reported that his condition was stable, which was why she had allowed herself such undutiful

was staying in a high-end sterile room, with

old man with gray hair,

frail silhouette made her eyes well up with tears. Her hand on the doorknob turned white with tension

remind her just how much they had loved her. But back then, overwhelmed by the loss of her father and Issac, the desire to hurt Seth, and her own turmoil, she had chosen

he feel disappointed in her,

for years, and finally had to

it was being squeezed by an iron claw, gnawed on by countless

to herself. “Compared to your grandfather’s suffering, what was your self-righteous pain worth? What were you thinking, losing the people you loved most and hurting another just as dearly?

through her fingers as

wrong, so very wrong.

me, may I ask who

came from beside her. Cicely paused,

young nurse. The nurse paused when she saw the redness in her eyes and the tear stains on her lashes. “You’re here to

nodded, sensing that the nurse in front of her knew her grandfather, so she asked. “How is he

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 quite seasoned

Cicely froze. “Tomorrow’s surgery?”

Mr. Erik has his

surgery?” Cicely

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,

High risk?

room door, staring blankly. Her mind was a tangled mess, unable to sort through the swirl of

she managed to ask, “And where does the

whose bone marrow and blood type match will undergo the procedure simultaneously, transferring

tightened almost to the point of

“Mr. Erik’s granddaughter.”

His granddaughter…

wasn’t her, it must be

*

Danielle’s hospital room, Cicely was stopped by

“Isn’t

bodyguards remained stoic.

Cicely’s voice from outside, Danielle hesitated for a moment. After a brief silence, Danielle suddenly stood up and

hurried to stop her. “You can’t go

the door, her gaze icy. “Do you

“Someone’s here to see me. All I have to do is open this door. Do you

circumstances, but after her recent

words for a moment, then looked at each other. In the midst of their hesitation, Danielle had stepped forward and pulled the door

swung open. She turned and found herself face to

bodyguards instantly turned, sealing

a cold laugh, her eyes mockingly fixed on Cicely outside, who

Danielle spoke up. Cicely glanced at the three people behind Danielle, puzzled by the scene before her. But

and a flash of coldness crossed Cicely’s eyes. “I came to ask about grandfather’s condition and to thank you for

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

silent, waiting for the

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

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

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

was clear. If Danielle truly wanted to save

room as her eyes swept over the nurses, the assistant, and the bodyguards. “What

hunch. “Danielle, he’s your

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

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