The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 802

Cicely was glaring at Seth, her fists clenched at her side. Her eyes lingered on the hand that Seth had just held.

His fingers were long and sleek, like those of a rich and arrogant young master. His hands looked noble and clean.

Something seemed to be settling in her eyes, the discomfort in her palms and knees becoming clearer in this moment.

Seth watched her quietly, his gaze as cold as winter air.

"I follow you?"

Seth's lips curled up into a mocking smile.

Cicely tilted her head back slightly, looking up at his taller figure. Her lips were a bit pale.

His assistant, Samuel, hung up the phone and walked over to Seth, whispering,

"Mr. Diaz, Danielle is still waiting for you in the hospital room."

Samuel's words felt like a slap in the face to Cicely. Loud and clear.

Her eyes flinched slightly; her clenched fists tightened even more.

Did it hurt? Yes, it hurt. Everything hurt. Her hand hurt, her legs hurt, her face hurt. And something else seemed to hurt even more.

The mocking glint in Seth's eyes felt like thorny vines tightly coiling around her heart, causing an excruciating pain that made it hard to breathe.

A few seconds later, she lifted her pale lips into a wide smile.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Diaz, I misunderstood."

She finished speaking and turned to leave with a smile. Just as she was about to walk away, a sharp pain in her knee made her body sway.

Samuel had already turned to follow Seth towards the hospital. Seeing Cicely almost fall, he instinctively reached out to steady her.

Cicely regained her balance and gave Samuel a pale smile, saying, "Thanks."

Looking at Cicely's pale face, he shook his head, "You should go and see a doctor."

Cicely smiled, "No need. I'm tough as nails."

"Am I paying you to play hero?"

Seth's voice was low and cold, devoid of any warmth. Samuel's body tensed, and he quickly walked to Seth's side, his expression respectful and tinged with a hint of apology.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Diaz."

"Your salary will be deducted this month!"

"... Yes, sir."

Seth's eyes darted within his sockets as he looked through the glass door, observing Cicely standing behind him with blood-stained hands and soaked pants. His hands, tucked into his suit pockets, clenched tightly.

Samuel, standing beside him, quickly noticed the cold aura radiating from him and hurriedly pushed open the glass door in front of them.

The figure in the glass door disappeared instantly. Seth's gaze became colder, he gave Samuel a cold glance, then walked towards the hospital lobby.

"Find out why she came to the hospital."

Samuel was taken aback, struggling to figure out who was the "she" Mr. Diaz was talking about?

He thought for a while and then it clicked.

Wasn't it the person just now?

"Yes, sir."

In the hospital room, Danielle was seated on the bed. Seeing Seth walk in, surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Seth, you're here."

His assistant promptly chose to leave the room.

Seth stood by the bed, his figure tall and straight, his demeanor deep and noble. His handsome face rarely showed much emotion.

His eyes swept over her, then he asked indifferently,

"Are you feeling better?"