The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 804

His gaze fell onto the unconscious woman on the bed, her complexion pale as death, and a spark of anger flashed in his eyes.

"So a mere scrape has her this weak?!"

His words seemed to stir something, his tone growing colder.

"Find the best damn doctor! If you cannot fix her right away, I swear I'll tear this hospital down!"

His voice was practically a roar, sending chills down the spines of everyone in the room.

"Don't be mad, I'm on it..."

No one doubted the sincerity in Seth's threat.

People with power were always a force to be reckoned with.

But...Who exactly was this woman?

Mr. Diaz was usually good at keeping his emotions under wraps, so nobody had ever seen him this pissed off.

And for this mystery woman...

The whole city knew that the most beloved actress in the entertainment industry, Danielle, was Mr. Diaz's darling. A woman who had undergone plastic surgery, but shone brightly in the industry!

She always seemed to land opportunities, and even picking scripts was her prerogative, not the director's. However, she wasn't just limited to leading roles, sometimes she found the supporting roles more appealing and would opt for them.

She knew where she fit best and her performances never failed to impress.

Despite some resentment, no one could deny her talent.

Danielle was a smart woman, but there were many others who were more talented than her. She was full of herself but no one dared call her out. Wasn't all this because she had Seth in her corner?

But now...His lover was hospitalized in another room, also a pampered lady, but compared to this one...

The doctor couldn't help but take another look at the frail woman lying on the bed.

Who was she?

There were always rumors about Seth's private life, but no one had ever seen him show real interest in any woman other than Danielle.

Puzzled, the doctor rushed out, leaving the room in silence.

Seth slowly approached the bed, his steely gaze fixed on Cicely's pale face.

He calmed down gradually. Only when she was asleep did she look this peaceful.

He sat down by the bed, his gaze moving from her face to her hands. Her hands were tightly wrapped in white gauze, which made the bruise on her wrist more prominent.

He did that.

He slowly extended his hand, looking at his palm with her bloodstains still lingering on it. Thinking of her fierce resistance earlier, his calm face darkened further.

She knew she might have caught that filthy disease, yet despised his touch?

He got up from the bed and sat down on the couch.

In the afternoon, Cicely's eyelashes fluttered before she slowly opened her eyes.

She took in the white ceiling, the white bedsheet, the high-end wallpaper with a warm pattern, the luxurious and opulent room decor.