The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Charlie approached the woman with a mixture of concern and reverence, “Ms. Cicely.”

His heart was still pounding with unease. Except for that one hysterical breakdown he’d witnessed in the courtroom three years ago, Charlie had never seen Cicely lose her composure like this.

The Cicely he knew was always in control. Even when slapping someone, it was done with a nonchalant grace, her anger always tinged with a dignified elegance.

But now, Cicely was like a cornered leopardess, completely dominated by her rage, as if she wanted to tear to pieces anyone who dared to provoke her.

Danielle, though looking a complete mess, seemed oddly pleased to see Cicely this enraged and out of control. “I told you not to gloat in my presence, Cicely. What you have, I’ll make sure you can’t enjoy in peace. Are you angry? Do you want to kill me? That’s right, because I felt the same way back then. I despised you, because you were an Ellis, beloved by the Ellis family. Because of the Ellis family, I lost my dear parents, and because of you, I lost the man I loved. How could I not hate you?”

With Seth’s arrival, Cicely’s emotions had settled somewhat, but Danielle’s words brought a cold fury to her eyes. “Danielle, you’re insane.”d2

“And you drove me to it!” Danielle retorted, her eyes bloodshot with intense hatred, staring directly at Cicely. “Why is it always you? Favored and deeply loved… What’s so special about you? Why didn’t you just die in that explosio…”

Slap!

The air was thick with silence. No one dared to breathe.

Danielle sat on the floor, clutching her cheek, her disheveled hair hiding her expression.

Seth pulled Cicely behind him, his handsome face etched with icy anger as he towered over Danielle.

“Take her away.”

His somber voice fell, and the petrified assistant and nurses by the door hurriedly helped Danielle up.

Seth turned to Cicely, who looked somewhat dazed. There was a heavy silence. Finally, he looked away, “Take her to rest.”

Cicely came back to her senses, lifting her eyes to Seth, “I’ll donate blood to Grandpa tomorrow.”

“It’s not necessary.”

“Seth.”

“Didn’t you hear me? Take her to rest,” Seth’s icy gaze fell on Charlie.

Charlie didn’t dare delay, stepping forward to the stubborn Cicely, unsure of what to do.

In the end, Seth, with a stern face, picked her up and carried her out.

“Seth, I can’t let anything happen to Grandpa.”

“Neither can I.”

Cicely’s eyes flickered, looking at the man’s handsome profile, her lips pressed tight, and her gaze lowered. “If she doesn’t want to…”

“You can’t.”

He hadn’t kept the secret this long to have her scrambling to be a donor.

After placing Cicely in the car and fastening her seatbelt, Seth looked at her defiant and angry eyes in the dim car light and said softly, “Just go to sleep, and by morning, everything will be alright.”

Cicely’s expression was icy as she retorted, “Is sleep some kind of panacea for you? I didn’t know before, but now that I do. There’s no reason for me not to be there tomorrow. If something goes wrong, Seth, can you handle the consequences?”

voice strained with tension. “I’m okay with everything except you dumping me

a consequence you can’t bear. So, are you sure you want to send me

and after a long silence, he hoarsely said,

him coolly, “Seth, this isn’t a

after a pause, he lifted

stepped

had top-tier rooms, usually vacant, and Charlie secured one swiftly. Seth carried Cicely

Danielle backs out tomorrow, I’ll do

slightly, “No need for

frowned, “Are you going to stop

He didn’t respond.

“It’s not like that, Ms. Cicely. The marrow compatibility registry already has your information. You and Mr. Ellis are a match; there’s no need for

Seth, frustrated by his reticent nature. “Leave, I

demeanor. After a moment, Seth said, “I’ll leave.” He turned to go, and Charlie hurried after him, but Seth told him to stay and care for

did she

was herself who just had to stay. How could she possibly leave when her grandfather was having surgery

enter, probably at

in her mind like a broken record. She could hardly fathom that the chaos of years past was a result of

those harrowing days three years ago still pressed heavily upon Cicely’s

standing by the window. “Ms. Cicely, Mr. Diaz asked me to

then, and Seth knew it. Charlie could tell that

choices. Charlie hesitated before revealing, “The food that Ms. Danielle is having are all the

her

Anyone with wounds should avoid these foods since they can delay

her, and for a

Thanksgiving, Erik was critically ill, and Ms. Danielle had just undergone a skin transplant before she was forcibly taken to the ward by Mr. Diaz… Over these three years, no matter how good Mr. Diaz has been to Ms.

that if grandpa also passes away

has been slowly nursing your body back to health, but your body might not be

her eyelids and started eating

made him feel he

*

doctor lowered the temperature first, then performed a series of checks, ruled out viral infection, and inserted a

It’s 38.8 degrees. This temperature didn’t rise in an

her head,

us a hint when they’re sick. He himself feels uncomfortable, and he’s so small.How could he endure it all

silently to the doctor’s

being bullied. He frowned, his face cold, and his voice even lower. “He just endures it. Do you have

body stiffened, and he shook his head,

“No… no complaints.”

“Damon…”

eyes were still cold. “He was bullying

to

didn’t listen, “Tired? I’ll

shook her head, “Hugo is still asleep. Let’s wait a little longer.

“Call Cicely!”

long as Hugo’s fever goes down, there’s no need to inform her. Erik is having a surgery

someone

Chloe nodded, “Ok.”

phone calling someone. He saw a