Chapter 1141
With a loud tearing sound, Cicely''s high-quality dress was ripped in half!
Only wanting to keep a distance from him, not to hate him?
What a joke. She was the one who disturbed his life first, now she wanted to just bail? Who gave
her that right?
The joy he felt just a moment ago because of her words was distinguished. The happier he was, the
angrier he was now.
Her delicate skin exposed to the air, looking even more exquisite under the moonlight through the
car window.
His eyes were filled with intense emotions. He still remembered how she used this perfect body of
hers to have sex with him.
Thinking about the moments when he had the urge to imprison her again, he couldn''t control
himself.
Talking about his patience, it was not just about tonight!
Cicely had never seen Seth this angry. Never.
He was usually indifferent, decisive in every move and gesture. One could only imagine how
terrifying his current emotional state was.
Cicely struggled hard, her mind in chaos. She was never a match for Seth. Not in the past, not now.
That''s why she didn''t want to hate him or retaliate against him; she just wanted to stay far away
from him, earn money, and cure her son''s eyes.
She was not the most pitiful person in the world, because she had ties, and the motivation to live.
As long as she didn’t have to deal with Seth again, no matter how, it would be okay.
Why was the man who had long despised her now so persistent.
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Although her dress was not fully destroyed, there wasn''t much left to cover her body. She tried her
best to cover herself, but her hands couldn''t resist his strength.
She stared at him firmly, her eyes red but not shedding a single tear.
The person who would cry at the slightest provocation was not crying now? Even now, she was still
resisting him!
"I''m gonna see how thick that skin of yours really is!"
He was so angry that heughed, the curvature of his lips as sharp as an ice-cold crescent, yet he
leaned over without hesitation and kissed her.
Cicely immediately widened her eyes, the next second she began to twist her body, resisting him
with all her might.
However, the more she moved, the deeper his kiss.
He was filled with cold anger and threats, disregarding her fear and resistance. He forcefully
pressed on her thin waist, the rough movements tormenting her nerves, unable to pinpoint exactly
where it hurt, only feeling both pain and suffocation from his kiss.
He wanted to torture her. He wanted to tear her apart.
"Seth, don''t make me hate you more!"
Cicely took advantage of a moment to breathe, roaring out these words, followed by heavy panting,
only to be kissed by him again in the middle of it.
Hate? Sure. It was way better than not existing in her world at all!
His hand slid on her skin, sliding into her skirt.
He just wanted topletely upy her world!
In the quiet underground garage, only his luxury ck car was violently shaking, asionally you
could hear a few scattered screams.
Chloe emerged from the elevator, quickly walking into the parking lot, her high heels making urgent
yet orderly sounds. Her cold eyes scanned the parking lot, finallynding on the ck car that was
still shaking.
She could vaguely see the man inside the car, still dressed immactely, in movement. Her eyes
turned colder, and she walked towards the car without hesitation. Seeing her, the driver hurriedly
stepped forward. "Ms. Summers, this...’
Chloe walked up to the car, kicked the body of the car hard.
"Scram!"
Inside the car, Seth growled. Chloe froze on the spot. She had never seen Seth so furious, nor
could she imagine what Cicely had done to drive such a calm man to this point.
She put her hand on the door handle, tugged hard, but surprisingly found that the door wasn''t
locked.
She widened her eyes, yanked the door open, and looked at the man who was propping up his arm,
ring at her with a gloomy face. Her lips tightened a few notches. Without hesitation, she pushed
Seth away, bent down, and tried to pull Cicely out.
Her actions were swift and decisive, but the result was Seth grabbing Cicely''s wrist again. He was
already sitting in the driver''s seat, holding Cicely''s hand, but his gaze was on Chloe. His face was
filled with gloom, his eyes cold.
"Let go.”
His voice was as cold as his gaze.
Being interrupted when he was angry and not venting his anger on her, was already showing
enough respect to Chloe.
Chloe bent down and pressed the seat button, the seat rose, lifting Cicely''s body. She grabbed
Cicely''s clothes, looked up at Seth coldly. “I''m surprised, you''re actually a sentimental man. There''s
a limit to being domineering. Is it that all men are like this, the more you can''t get, the more you
want!
You''re the ones who harm, and the ones who love! Do women have no right to choose?"
Seth sneered, seemingly not hearing Chloe''s words. "Chloe, let go”
Chloe frowned at him, "Cicely is mine now, at least I brought her here today, and you''re not allowed
to take her away!"
“What if I insist on taking her?"
Chloe truly felt, there so many shameless men in the world, because they know too well that women
werepletely helpless. When it came to such powerful and influential people, as long as they
wanted to do something, they would do it, and no one could do anything to them.
Cicely held her cor tightly, trembling, and there were some red spots on her torn pale dress. Her
hair was messy, her face pale. She was in a state of fear and uneasiness, looking in very bad
shape.
Chloe nced at her, her eyes fell on her hands clutching her cor, bright red blood slowly seeping
from her fingertips. Her trembling figure was heartbreaking.
She grabbed Cicely''s hand, examined it carefully. Three out of five fingernails were cracked, blood
flowing out from the crevices.