The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1138

Cicely’s eyes widened, her heart pounding in panic. It wasn’t until she crashed into a familiar chest that she felt some comfort.

She stumbled into his arms, her legs awkwardly positioned. She squirmed a bit, but the man’s grip tightened around her waist, lifting her up and then setting her back down, this time she landed on the floor.

But the man didn’t let go. His long arm wrapped tightly around her waist, pressing their bodies together. She struggled a bit, but his grip only tightened. Finally, her hands braced against his chest, her tense body gradually relaxing.

Her hair was disheveled from the struggle, a blush staining her carefully made–up face. They were face to face, their breath heavy with the smell of alcohol, hard to tell whose was stronger.

Or rather, whose stench of booze was thicker.

“Mr. Diaz, can’t we have a straightforward conversation? Do you find it enjoyable to corner me like this every time? Or do you find it thrilling to flirt with me behind your girlfriend’s back?”

Seth reached out and held her delicate chin, his fingers feeling the warmth of her smooth skin, his eyes squinting at the sarcastic smile on her face.

His fingers tightened, pulling her closer. His breath, tainted with alcohol, brushed against her nose, stirring her long eyelashes.

“Who told you to work, huh?” His voice was low and threatening.

Cicely smiled, a subtle warmth in her eyes. “No one forbade me from working, I need to earn money, Mr. Diaz.”

it even more annoying than the flirtatious smiles she gave to others. Not to mention… The way she and Claud

yet you’re out here serving

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lips slightly parted, her words laced with a hint of alcohol.

me go. What’s the point of spending money

his lips pressed tightly together, the hand holding her chin unconsciously tightened.

better sugar daddy,

that concern

even when he was angry enough to turn blue, he was still infuriatingly good–looking.

I’m a woman. Men and women can have friendships, romantic

calmly, saying coldly, “Seems like you’re determined to piss me

facts, can’t you

suddenly, his sharp gaze fixed on

won’t do me any good. I have no reason to provoke

sweeping over her flushed face, “You know this, yet you keep provoking me. Are

need to work, if possible, I don’t want to go back to that house, even more so, if you could let me off the hook, that would be great. Don’t you find our ambiguous

don’t forget, the one who started this clingy mess

down at the woman who was much shorter than him, smelling a unique scent from her. Back when she

you didn’t pick up anything else,

she spoke, her eyes were on her hand resting on his shoulder, seeing her fingers against his expensive suit, creating a stark contrast. Her pose was delicate yet