The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1338

Cicely turned around to face Seth. “I was just making room for our guests…”

She suddenly stopped, a surprised smile dancing in her eyes. “Mr. Diaz, I’m not obligated to entertain you, am I?”

Her light smile made her face look truly radiant and beautiful, but it seemed so fake.

“I have things to do, so I’ll be off.” Her smile disappeared as she turned around to put on her boots. Chloe watched as Seth, seated across from her, suddenly stood up. His icy aura filled the room, along with a commanding presence that came with his sudden increase in height. And then he was gone.

At this moment, Damon put his arm around her, gently rubbing her shoulder. Chloe shifted her gaze to his face, letting the shock Seth had caused gradually fade away

Within a few seconds, Cicely had put on her boots and was about to leave when her arm was suddenly grabbed. She turned her head and saw Seth’s gloomy but handsome face.

She raised her eyebrows, her eyes devoid of any laughter, cold and emotionless. “What do you want?”

‘Dinner.”

Cicely found it a bit amusing. “I have no reason to starve myself.”

“Then eat!”

his words, sounding like they could create a

calmness was a successful disguise for Cicely, then his grip on her arm, causing her face to pale from the pain, completely shattered her patience. “I told you I had things to do. Are you sure you want to be this nosy and create this tension? Are you not afraid of being laughed

quietly stared at her, his narrow eyes deep and unreadable, devoid of any emotion, his expression dark. “Are you sure

I had things to do. Did you

room. The atmosphere was as cold as an iceberg. Despite their short time working in this apartment, they had not seen

serve. But once both of them appeared in the

just a secret lover. But as a lover, she was taken care of by Mr. Diaz and only needed to please

two met, the atmosphere quickly became awkward. She didn’t act like a

that like something a lover would

the servants could hear it, and so could the others in the

Seth’s grip tightened. The pain was unbearable. Cicely’s face grew palér and paler, sweat appearing on the tip of her nose, shining brightly under

her hand back, he tightened his grip again. “You can go out after dinner. If

could

wipe the cold sweat off

could lose his temper over a small thing, but he would not

anything. She was thinking about how to express her anger in a

the two, finally standing up from Damon’s embrace. “Since we’re all here, why don’t we all