The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 2075

Seth's stern visage was frosted over, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel of his sleek black sedan. The incessant buzzing of his phone on the passenger seat was a nuisance he had no intention of entertaining.

His car sliced through the city, finally halting outside a grand estate on the outskirts, the gates slowly parting as if sensing his arrival. The mansion's lights burst on, illuminating the opulence that could only be described as resplendent.

He drove through the gates, pulling up to the front door where a figure waited, deferential in their greeting. "Mr. Diaz."

Seth remained silent, striding into the mansion.

The place was a beacon of light, immaculately clean, as if preserved in time from the day she left. She had overseen every detail, handpicked the furniture, and designed the layout. It was nearly ready for them to move in, just a month shy of completion, yet three years had passed without her return.

Once unfamiliar with the surroundings, Seth now navigated the halls with ease. He ascended the staircase, the servants closing the doors behind him, boiling water but not daring to disturb him upstairs.d2

She had even selected the bedroom's bedding, a solid sea blue. He shed his coat, intending to lie down as he always did, but his arm was bleeding. He paused, sat down on the floor, leaning against the bed, his gaze fixed on the moonlight outside the window as he sought to quell the restlessness in his heart.

This was their home.

For three years, no matter how busy, if he was in the city, he made sure to return here, to the woman he imagined would always be waiting—his wife. The least he could do as a husband was to come home at night.

And so, he returned to the room that should have belonged to them both.

Still, he clung to a hope.

Three yearsg.

She would have to come out eventually, right?

When she did appear before him, it felt like another interminable wait had just begun. Would she destroy everything in the house, or perhaps set the entire estate ablaze with her fiery temperament?

That wouldn't do. Absolutely not.

Time stretched on until a knock on the door pulled Seth from his reverie. "Who is it?"

"Mr. Diaz, it's me."

Charlie's voice was soft from the hallway. Seth frowned, realizing it was ten o'clock. He had been sitting there for two hours.

"What is it?" The voice came out of the closed room, dark and dull.

Charlie hesitated before speaking, "Ms. Danielle is in the hospital. She's been injured on set and refuses to cooperate with the doctors."

Before Charlie could continue, the door swung open.

"Mr. Diaz..."

With a darkened expression, Seth moved past him, "To the hospital."

Seth put on his jacket as he walked away, and Charlie's expression changed drastically when he saw the blood seeping out of Seth's arm.

"Your arm..."

"We'll talk at the hospital."