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.

“Either get in the car, and I’ll take you home. Or, I’ll carry you in, 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 anything with

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.

in, bringing a gust of cold wind.

car, and they

Her head felt heavy, but her mind was clear. The smell of alcohol was like a fog clouding her

softened, she pushed the man’s shoulders and grabbed his fingers tightly.

I don’t want

with panic, her voice choked

merely

trapping her in his embrace. “I gave you a

bit her lip, squeezing his hand with all her might.

do you want, what

of her chin, but his hand brushed her soft cheek, caressing her skin, tracing her delicate

he want? What did he really

challenging him. Anything he

to worry about anything. He

eyelashes. His eyes were like dark ink,

she wanted, as part of their

him in silence, making no move. Seth’s handsome face held a hint of anger, intensifying as the seconds trickled by. “Didn’t you hear me, or you just don’t want to?”

Cicely spoke, her tone indifferent, “Seth, would you forget if I

He stiffened.

was she always defiant? Why did she always resist him? Why didn’t she want to stay by

wasn’t confused, but he simply chose to ignore the only answer.