The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1975

Joel, landed hard on the ground, taken by surprise. When Joel’s vision cleared, he saw someone holding Cicely in their arms, striding away swiftly. That tall, cold silhouette was oddly familiar to him.

Rose got to her feet and jogged after him, but she couldn't catch up to the man.

Kane pulled up in his car, only managing to catch a glimpse of Seth's license plate as he sped away. He honked his horn but got no response, just watched as the car became a fleeting shadow melting into the night. Lowering the window, he looked over at Rose, confused, "Was that Seth just now?"

Rose glanced at him and climbed into the car with Ollie. "Let's head to the nearest hospital."

Kane frowned, "What’s wrong? You feeling ill?"

It was Cicely’s sudden collapse that had scared Ollie, and the appearance of that particularly terrifying man had her still shaken. "It's Cicely. She just passed out."d2

Kane blinked, turning to see a disheveled Joel running out. "Damn!" he cursed under his breath, "She was fine just a moment ago. How could she faint?"

Ollie nestled into Rose's arms, "That man just now, he looked so scary."

Kane revved the engine and took off. "That son of a gun, can he predict the future or something? He drove all this way in the dead of night, and he arrives the minute Cicely faints?"

At this, Rose raised an eyebrow, "How did he know Cicely was here?"

"How would I know?" Kane was puzzled himself. He'd only chatted with Seth for a bit at noon and never mentioned Cicely's whereabouts.

Though Kane was driving fast, he couldn't catch up to Seth's car. He followed and, sure enough, ended up at the nearest hospital. Joel was right behind him.

When they arrived, Cicely had already been taken into emergency. Seth was standing outside the emergency room, his expression grim and fearsome.

Having known Seth for years, Kane had never seen this side of him. Seth, usually so detached and impassive, was now emanating a strange and fierce energy.

"How's Cicely?"

Seth stood at the door to the emergency room, seemingly calm, but everyone present could feel the barely contained storm under that composure.

Seth slowly lifted his eyes, his gaze icy and unfeeling, looking past Kane and straight at Joel, who had just caught up.

At that look, Joel stopped in his tracks. His eyes fell on the emergency room door behind Seth. Was it just his imagination, or did Seth seem like an insurmountable barrier, denying anyone else access?

The aura emanating from Seth at that moment stunned him.

Outside the emergency room door, their corner of space was still and silent, without a word spoken, yet there was an indescribable tension in the air.

After what felt like an eternity, the emergency room door opened, and a doctor stepped out. Seth turned to look at him calmly.

"Acute gastroenteritis. She has already received intravenous fluids. Just keep an eye on her."

The tone suggested it wasn't serious. Joel breathed a sigh of relief, but he was filled with regret. The acute gastroenteritis was probably the result of their night market adventure earlier.

As the doctor finished speaking, the emergency room doors opened again, and two nurses wheeled Cicely out.

Cicely, originally with a delicate complexion, now had an almost translucent pale face. Her brow was tightly furrowed, eyes shut, lips pale, and a fine layer of sweat adorned her forehead and the tip of her nose.

Seth's brows furrowed slightly, and he reached out to hold the handle of the transport bed.

The nurses looked at him, puzzled, but he asked, "Did you give her something for the pain?"

They nodded, "Yes, we did."

Seth shot them a cold glance, "Does she look like she's relieved of pain to you?"

The nurses shifted their gaze to the doctor nearby.

"We've administered the pain relief. We don't recommend using more potent drugs, as they can be harmful to the body. She should feel better soon."

Seth looked down at Cicely for a moment before releasing the handle of the transport bed.

Kane stood against the wall, glancing at Cicely, her slender body devoid of its usual vitality, her pallid beauty still evident despite her condition.

As the transport bed passed Joel, he hurried forward, gripping its rail, leaning in with a face full of concern and guilt. "I'm sorry, Cicely. This is all my fault."

Seth's brow twitched violently.

Joel followed the transport bed, his apology cut short as his collar was suddenly gripped tightly, and he was dragged almost helplessly toward the hospital exit.

Kane watched as Seth, without saying a word, forcefully dragged Joel away. A loud alarm bell rang in his mind, and amidst his astonishment, he muttered a curse under his breath, quickly following suit. "Damn, Seth, what the hell are you doing?"

Had he lost his mind?

Joel was the sole heir to a prominent family in P City, a family deeply intertwined in the construction business. Even if they had no business dealings, if Joel was hurt, his family wouldn't easily let it go.

Seth was not known for physical confrontation; his methods were usually more cerebral and effective, with the added benefit of leaving no loose ends. To physically assault someone was to invite a host of troubles. It was hard to believe that someone like Seth would actually go out of his way to bring about such a petty trouble to himself.

Kane's words fell on deaf ears. As he caught up with them, Seth had already landed a heavy punch that sent Joel tumbling down the hospital steps.

Joel staggered to the ground, looking utterly disgraced, but Seth was already upon him, his hand again seizing Joel's collar, lifting him off the ground. "You take her out from the Ellis house in the morning just fine, and by evening, she's in emergency."

Joel felt a searing pain at the corner of his lips and glared coldly at Seth, "Yeah, I'm sorry for landing her in the hospital. It's my fault, and I should apologize. But this is between Cicely and me."

Before he could finish, Seth's brows furrowed deeply, and Joel was abruptly cut off by another solid punch from Seth.