The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1140

But Seth grabbed her wrist, almost violently dragging her towards the parking lot.

Struggling, Cicely whispered, “Seth, let me go!”

Seth seemed oblivious to her words, pulling her along. The woman in the dress and high heels behind him was stumbling and tugging backward. “Ms. Cicely!”

The driver waiting for her in the parking lot ran over, bewildered by the situation. He knew both Cicely and Mr. Diaz.

“Help me, I don’t know him…”

Cicely cried out to the driver, who then snapped out of his confusion and hurried over.

“Mr. Diaz!”

“Buzz off!”

The usually expressionless man now had a grim look on his face.

Car unlocking sounds echoed as Seth forcefully yanked Cicely to his car and flung open the passenger door. Cicely clutched the door, refusing to move, “Seth, you…”

“Didn’t you say you don’t know me?” Seth cut her off sneering at her desperate grip on the door frame. “You think that will do any good?” “Seth! You lunatic, you psychopath!”

Cicely screamed, her voice resonating throughout the empty parking lot.

and we’ll do it right here.” Cicely’s eyes widened, gripping the car door tighter. But she began to calm down. “I choose neither. I’m not going home with you, and I’m not doing

her ears. The next moment, she was airborne. Seth took a step back, her grip on the car door loosened, and a sharp pain shot through her fingers. By

man leaned in, bringing a gust

her into the car, and they did it

Her head felt heavy, but her mind was clear.

Her voice softened, she pushed the man’s shoulders and grabbed his

want to, I don’t

her voice choked up, yet

obeying! She was merely compromising, yet

in his embrace. “I gave you a chance, Cicely,

her lip, squeezing his hand with all

what do you want, what do you

face beneath him, longing for her past expressions. He let go of her chin, but

want? What did he really want?

always disobedient, always challenging him. Anything he forbade, she insisted on doing!

with him? She didn’t have to work, didn’t have to worry about

forehead and fluttering eyelashes. His eyes were like dark ink, bis voice deep. “Kiss me.”

like before, she would kiss him whenever she wanted, as

held a hint of anger, intensifying as the seconds trickled by. “Didn’t you hear me, or you just don’t want

you forget if I don’t remind you that I should

He stiffened.

did she always resist him? Why didn’t she want to stay by his side?

he simply chose to ignore the