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.”

smiles she gave to others. Not to mention… The way she and Claud were laughing so naturally

at home, yet you’re out here serving others? Cicely, you really know how to stir

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anymore?” Her fingers traced his chest, climbed up his shoulder. Her red lips slightly parted, her words laced with a hint of alcohol. You

take it, let me go. What’s the point of spending money on someone

lips pressed tightly together, the hand holding

go? You found a better sugar daddy, and want to be

that concern

of the man; even when he was angry enough to turn blue, he was still infuriatingly

with my life? Based on our previous relationship, we’re just ex–husband and ex–wife. In short, we’re! no different from strangers. From the current perspective, you’re a man, I’m a woman. Men and women

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

facts, can’t you

on her, “Don’t

won’t do me

over her flushed face, “You know this, yet you keep provoking me. Are you a masochist?”

if possible, I don’t want to go back to that house, even more so, if you could let me

the one who started this clingy

than him, smelling a unique scent from her. Back when she was the lady of the Ellis family, he always thought she used some fancy perfume, a kind he didn’t dislike. But now it seemed, it

anything else, only my special tricks?”

hand resting on his shoulder, seeing her fingers against his expensive suit, creating