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?”

beat in his calm heart, his voice strained with tension. “I’m okay with

softly, “That’s a consequence you can’t bear. So, are you sure you want to send

dark eyes stirred slightly, and after a long silence, he hoarsely said, “What if I let you

him coolly, “Seth, this isn’t

pause, he lifted

quickly stepped into the

rooms, usually vacant, and Charlie secured one swiftly. Seth carried

Danielle backs out tomorrow, I’ll do

slightly, “No need for

frowned, “Are you going to

He didn’t respond.

the sidelines, intervened, “It’s not like that, Ms. Cicely. The marrow compatibility registry already has your information. You and

Seth, frustrated by his reticent nature. “Leave, I don’t want to

awkward pity for him, so different from his usual untouchable demeanor. After a moment, Seth said, “I’ll leave.” He turned to go, and Charlie hurried after him, but Seth told him to

care did she need? Was he afraid she’d run

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

enter, probably at

stirred up by Danielle’s speech replayed in her mind like a broken record. She

memories of those harrowing days three years ago still pressed heavily upon Cicely’s heart, a weight that refused to

and sighed slightly at the sight of the slender back standing by the window. “Ms. Cicely, Mr. Diaz asked

mind a bit of indulgence now and then, and Seth knew it. Charlie could tell that the dinner wasn’t quite to her liking.

Cicely downplayed the importance of the food choices. Charlie hesitated before revealing, “The food that Ms.

grip on her fork tightened for

also inflammatory. Anyone with wounds should avoid these foods since they can delay healing

dinner in front of her, and for a moment she found it difficult to move

by Mr. Diaz… Over these three years, no matter how good Mr. Diaz has been to Ms. Danielle, it’s all based on his unwillingness

grandpa also passes away

might not be able to bear it if

and started eating

and the atmosphere made him feel he might say

*

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

cry? It’s 38.8 degrees. This temperature didn’t rise

her head, “…..he’s

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

lips, listening silently to the doctor’s words, like an unqualified

was being bullied. He frowned, his face cold, and his voice even lower. “He just endures

his body

“No… no complaints.”

“Damon…”

eyes were still cold. “He was

heed to the

“Tired? I’ll take you home to

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

“Call Cicely!”

Hugo’s fever goes down, there’s no need to inform her. Erik is having a surgery tomorrow, and if she comes to the

win the argument over Chloe. “I’ll have someone prepare a ward for you to

Chloe nodded, “Ok.”

phone calling someone. He saw a familiar