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.”

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

window a few inches, ready to greet her, but Seth’s stern

quickly rolling the window

commanded once more, and although confused, Charlie

for another two minutes before she seemed to muster

Through the window, his dark eyes watched

*

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

in a high-end sterile

man with gray hair,

couldn’t see his face clearly from that distance, but the frail silhouette made her eyes well up with tears. Her hand on the doorknob turned white with tension

of her father and Issac, the desire to hurt Seth, and her own

years… Did he feel disappointed in

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

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

“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? Cicely, the person you

through her fingers as she covered her

been wrong, so very wrong. All her choices

may I ask who

from beside her. Cicely paused, wiping

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

the nurse in front of her knew her

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?”

Thanksgiving, Mr. Erik

surgery?”

has a severe case of hematopoietic dysfunction. The annual Thanksgiving surgery involves removing the ‘bad’ blood and infusing new,

High risk?

of blood. She leaned weakly against the hospital room door, staring blankly. Her mind was

a long moment, she managed to ask, “And where does the blood

marrow and blood type

doorknob tightened almost to the point of distortion. “And who’s

“Mr. Erik’s granddaughter.”

His granddaughter…

her,

*

Danielle’s hospital room, Cicely was stopped by four bodyguards.

frowned. “Isn’t

stoic.

After a brief silence, Danielle suddenly stood up and walked toward the

nurses hurried to stop her.

icy. “Do you really think I could

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

her circumstances, but after her recent

midst of their hesitation, Danielle had stepped forward and pulled the door to

and found herself face to

instantly turned, sealing

eyes mockingly fixed on

the three people behind Danielle,

of coldness crossed Cicely’s eyes.

knows

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

a wave 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

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

Danielle truly wanted to save him, how could she afford to

over the nurses, the assistant, and the bodyguards.

had a hunch. “Danielle, he’s your grandfather

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