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Chapter 1050
It reminded her of a time long ago when he used to whisper sweet nothings into her ear, his thin lips pressed
against her earlobe.
Words that were wicked, gentle, and those that could make you blush.
Cicely raised her eyebrows slightly and laughed, “Yeah… I guess they did say that.”
Seth squinted his eyes.
“But that’s just how it is! Everyone thinks it should be that way.”
“Everyone?”
Seth’s face, eyes, and tone were all dark and suppressed.
He looked at her, trying to figure out what he could say to stir the waves in her beautiful eyes.
But after much thought, he felt that whatever happened between them wouldn’t catch her attention anymore.
He moved closer to her, his muscular chest pressed against her body, and his hand holding her chin relaxed. There
were a few red marks on her chin.
“Delicate.” He lowered his eyes to look at the red marks on her chin, gently touching them with his warm fingers.
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he squinted his eyes a bit more.
“What brand of clothes are you wearing?”
“Chanel.”
“What perfume are you wearing?”
“Firefly.”
“Do you like these earrings?”
“Not bad.”
“Did I make you go hungry?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“No.”
Seth chuckled softly, “Every single thing you have eaten and worn, aren’t they all your favorites? Hmm?”
Cicely thought for a few seconds with a puzzled look on her face, “I guess they all are.”
“I feed you, I clothe you, I do everything according to your liking. Cicely, I pamper you like a goddess. Everything
you own is given by me. How have I wronged you? Why do you cry poor in front of others?”
“Because I don’t want to.”
Cicely lifted her head slightly, her eyes twinkling with her usual smile. She let go of Seth’s clothes which she was
unconsciously gripping and leaned against the wall behind her.
“I like these things, but they’re not necessarily what I want. Why should I show off what you give me? If I
accidentally upset your Danielle, you’ll have to go through the trouble of comforting her. And I really don’t want to
admit that I’m being kept by my ex–husband. If people found out, they’d look down on me. There are other men in
the world besides you.”
Seth looked at her charming smile, his eyes gradually deepening, and the smile on his lips gave a chilling feeling.
“You should know, there’s no good end to angering me.”
“I don’t think my current situation is good either.”
The bathroom fell silent for a moment.
Cicely’s tense body now relaxed against the wall. She looked at his handsome face, smiling charmingly with her
eyes squinted.
“If there’s nothing else, I should get back. Don’t you think it’s harmful to your status to chat in a place like this, Mr.
Diaz?”
“Are you worried about damaging my status, or are you worried that Dewey would come looking for you?”
Cicely didn’t deny it, “Both. If he sees us together, he might find it inappropriate.”
“Inappropriate?” Seth scoffed, “Are you worried about not becoming his wife?”
Cicely gently pushed Seth away, “I also fear that if your darling finds out, I’ll be in trouble. I don’t have anyone to
rely on now. If she targets me, I would be bullied by her.”
She leaned against the wall, avoiding Seth’s embrace.
Seth took his arm off the wall.
His body was tall and straight, looking at her from the comer of his eye.
“Thank you for your care these past few days. To avoid future complications, I think I should leave that apartment.”
Seth lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, then exhaled the smoke.
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He even made smoking look elegant.
A few seconds later, he suddenly scoffed, “Are you discussing this with me?”
“Obviously.”
“Well, I disagree.” He looked at her and repeated, “No.”
Cicely curled her lips, “That’s a bummer.”
She muttered this and, at the same time, turned to leave the bathroom.
Carrying a bit of the bathroom’s smoke smell., she frowned, returning to the ladies‘ room.
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When she came back, everyone at Dewey’s table was drunk as a skunk, only Dewey seemed to be waiting for her.
Seeing her return, his tense expression relaxed a bit, “Are you okay?”
Cicely laughed, “I just went to the bathroom, what could happen?”
Meanwhile, the door to the adjacent private room opened, and Seth and Danielle came out side by side.
Dewey didn’t notice them. He said, “I just… saw Seth… also coming from the direction of the bathroom.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWaving her wet hands around, Cicely found it amusing, “Really? I wasn’t aware. If I’d entered the wrong bathroom,
we might’ve bumped into each other and greeted each other nicely.”
Dewey looked at her still wet hands, picked up a few napkins from the table, “Why didn’t you wipe your hands?”
Cicely took the napkins and wiped casually.
Her fingers were slender and looked especially shiny under the light.
“Shaking them dry is more fun.”
Dewey smiled gently, “You’ve always been the same.”
Cicely smiled slightly without saying anything.
Seth seemed a bit dazed for a moment.
She had always been the same?
Was Dewey blind?
“Seth?” A soft voice rang out from the side. Although it was quiet, it was loud enough for the two nearby to hear.
Seth lowered his eyes, saying coldly, “Let’s go.”
Danielle bit her lip lightly, glanced at Cicely and Dewey, agreed, and then left.
Dewey also whispered to Cicely, “Let’s go downstairs and see, okay? There’s a show downstairs.”
“Sure.”
Cicely agreed immediately.
The two headed towards the elevator.
Over there, Seth and Danielle pressed the button to go up. Clearly, they were done for the day.
Dewey and Cicely followed closely, pressing the button to go down in another elevator.
Cicely threw the napkin she was holding into the trash can next to the elevator.
Dewey looked at her hand and laughed, “I remember you liked to have pretty nails since high school. You don’t do
them anymore?”
Cicely paused for a moment, then quietly put her hand down.