The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Seth was rushed into the ER, where the battle for his life began behind closed doors.

Cicely stood outside, her gaze fixed on the sterile door, motionless as if frozen in time. When Damon arrived, she was still in the same stance, her face ashen, lips pale, and her eyes glazed over with shock.

She seemed outwardly calm, but a closer look would reveal that her hair, her eyelashes, even the fabric of her clothes were trembling almost imperceptibly.

Damon spoke up, his voice casual yet carrying a weight of concern, “What did he say to you, Cicely?”

Her eyelashes fluttered as she slowly turned to look at him, “He said that he wanted to give his life back to me. Damon, do you think he’ll make it?”

“I don’t know.” Damon didn’t offer false comfort, “But you’ve got to admit, it’s kind of impressive how you got him to choose this way out.”d2

Cicely watched him quietly, her hands clenched into fists, “You knew all along?”

“Mad at me? I gave him three years of borrowed time. Without me, he would’ve paid his dues to them three years earlier.”

Cicely’s breath hitched, and after a few silent seconds, she spoke softly, “He wouldn’t have done that, not even for my grandfather.”

“So you knew he stayed for your grandfather too? Your granddad fell ill two months after you were locked up. Beyond what Charlie said, a lot can happen in two months, and a lot more decisions can be made. Nobody’s got it easy. Living for the dead is the height of folly.”

Cicely closed her eyes briefly, “Easy for you to say, spouting lofty principles. Who doesn’t want to live free and easy?”

Damon looked at her with a distant gaze, his tone detached. “Yeah, if he dies, he’ll be free, alright.”

Cicely staggered slightly, “He won’t. Damon, don’t scare me. You got there with the ambulance ahead of time. You knew what was going to happen, and you wouldn’t let anything happen to him.”

“I’m not all-powerful. Not all his requests are within my reach. It’s like bargaining with the Grim Reaper. Getting one favor is already a stretch, and expecting two is just being greedy.” After a pause, Damon added, “Funny thing is, up until now, he’s only ever asked me for two things. Wanna know?”

Cicely looked at him steadily, her fists trembling slightly with anticipation. Given Damon’s question, she knew it had to be about her.

“The last thing he asked was for me to save him. Not because he’s afraid of dying, but because, he said that you loved your father, and you also loved him. You had already lost the father you cherished most; He can’t let you lose him.”

“Though he claims not to fear death, he sure clings to life.” Damon’s voice was heavy, and he felt an unexpected twinge of discomfort as he spoke. He and Chloe had never exchanged such intense declarations of love.

Suddenly, Cicely felt as though it was her own heart that Seth’s knife had pierced.

“And the other thing…” Before he could finish, the ER doors burst open, and a doctor rushed out, urgency etched on his face.

Cicely’s eyes flickered, but she lost sight of the person as the doctor carried a stack of blood bags back into the room. Her face turned deathly pale.

All those bags of blood…

seen

going on for over six hours with no end in sight. Hugo had been holding

as well. Nathan, Kane, and others

heart being fatal. They managed to grab a

can die instantly. If it misses the heart and major vessels, such a

won’t be a spray of blood. However, a small amount of blood can leak into the pericardium, preventing the heart from expanding, leading to cardiac arrest due to tamponade. The key is to keep blood out of the pericardium, as just a few milliliters are enough to be lethal. Of course, the heart’s pericardium is its outermost protective layer, and the reaction differs depending on where

eroded

peddling fake potions? After hearing this, what’s the point of saving him? Should’ve just dug a hole and buried

ahead and buy the burial plot?” Nathan sighed with a look

find someone to engrave the headstone,”

arrange the funeral,”

cremation costs,” Kane said, wiping the

…

on her

frosty look. Nathan and Kane, sensitive to such chilling stares, somehow met Chloe’s eyes

feeling a slight relief in her heart. She had half a

turned to look at Cicely’s forlorn figure, her heart ached. Before this, Lana had harbored some resentment, but after this commotion, she felt a sudden

say a woman shouldn’t make choices just for her child. But how many mothers in

be with you and Hugo. He won’t let himself be harmed. You have to believe in

blankly at the ER door, her voice rough from not speaking for

plunged the knife right into his chest. He said he was paying back a life debt with his own life. He kept saying he’d be fine,

void of expression, drained of all

in front of her. The tremble in her

those lives, how could he just

he were really okay, this crowd wouldn’t be lingering

so easily, then there wouldn’t be such a thing as

if Seth was truly in danger… A knot tightened in Lana’s stomach. She glanced again at the peacefully sleeping Hugo and whispered, “Cicely, you

look at the sleeping child and bit

Lana was taken aback.

Hugo will definitely think I

a thread, suddenly unraveled. “What do I do? He can’t be in trouble. Hugo will hate me. Why did it all turn out this way…” She

Finally, the operating room doors swung open, and two nurses emerged,

he’s not out of the woods yet. We’re

scrub cap, his clothes soaked as if he had been baptized in his own perspiration.

Seth really had

the doctor was confirmed to have collapsed from nothing more serious than fatigue and over-concentration, everyone breathed a

quipped, “Well, that’s a relief. Saved me a

need to debate whether to inscribe ‘Beloved Friend’ or ‘Deceased Spouse’

fuss over funeral arrangements.”Books Chapters Are