The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1141

Chapter 1141

With a loud tearing sound, Cicely's high-quality dress was ripped in half!

Only wanting to keep a distance from him, not to hate him?

What a joke. She was the one who disturbed his life first, now she wanted to just bail? Who gave her that right?

The joy he felt just a moment ago because of her words was distinguished. The happier he was, the angrier he was now.

Her delicate skin exposed to the air, looking even more exquisite under the moonlight through the car window.

His eyes were filled with intense emotions. He still remembered how she used this perfect body of hers to have sex with him.

Thinking about the moments when he had the urge to imprison her again, he couldn't control himself.

Talking about his patience, it was not just about tonight!

Cicely had never seen Seth this angry. Never.

He was usually indifferent, decisive in every move and gesture. One could only imagine how terrifying his current emotional state was.

Cicely struggled hard, her mind in chaos. She was never a match for Seth. Not in the past, not now.

That's why she didn't want to hate him or retaliate against him; she just wanted to stay far away from him, earn money, and cure her son's eyes.

She was not the most pitiful person in the world, because she had ties, and the motivation to live. As long as she didn’t have to deal with Seth again, no matter how, it would be okay.

Why was the man who had long despised her now so persistent.

Although her dress was not fully destroyed, there wasn't much left to cover her body. She tried her best to cover herself, but her hands couldn't resist his strength.

She stared at him firmly, her eyes red but not shedding a single tear.

The person who would cry at the slightest provocation was not crying now? Even now, she was still resisting him!

"I'm gonna see how thick that skin of yours really is!"

He was so angry that he laughed, the curvature of his lips as sharp as an ice-cold crescent, yet he leaned over without hesitation and kissed her.

Cicely immediately widened her eyes, the next second she began to twist her body, resisting him with all her might.

However, the more she moved, the deeper his kiss.

He was filled with cold anger and threats, disregarding her fear and resistance. He forcefully pressed on her thin waist, the rough movements tormenting her nerves, unable to pinpoint exactly where it hurt, only feeling both pain and suffocation from his kiss.

He wanted to torture her. He wanted to tear her apart.

"Seth, don't make me hate you more!"

"Let go.”

His voice was as cold as his gaze.

Being interrupted when he was angry and not venting his anger on her, was already showing enough respect to Chloe.

Chloe bent down and pressed the seat button, the seat rose, lifting Cicely's body. She grabbed Cicely's clothes, looked up at Seth coldly. “I'm surprised, you're actually a sentimental man. There's a limit to being domineering. Is it that all men are like this, the more you can't get, the more you want!

You're the ones who harm, and the ones who love! Do women have no right to choose?"

Seth sneered, seemingly not hearing Chloe's words. "Chloe, let go”

Chloe frowned at him, "Cicely is mine now, at least I brought her here today, and you're not allowed to take her away!"

“What if I insist on taking her?"

Chloe truly felt, there so many shameless men in the world, because they know too well that women were completely helpless. When it came to such powerful and influential people, as long as they wanted to do something, they would do it, and no one could do anything to them.

Cicely held her collar tightly, trembling, and there were some red spots on her torn pale dress. Her hair was messy, her face pale. She was in a state of fear and uneasiness, looking in very bad shape.

Chloe glanced at her, her eyes fell on her hands clutching her collar, bright red blood slowly seeping from her fingertips. Her trembling figure was heartbreaking.

She grabbed Cicely's hand, examined it carefully. Three out of five fingernails were cracked, blood flowing out from the crevices.