The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride Chapter 726

Chapter 726 

She sighed, the mirror reflecting that she hadn’t put on heavy makeup today. She hesitated, should she wash her face or go get some makeup? 

The silence in the bathroom made her uneasy. Making decisions was never her forte. After a while, she decided to go get some makeup. The burning sensation on her face and the confusion in her head made her desperately need some cold water to wake up. 

But, just as she stepped out of the bathroom, she saw a tall and slim figure on the wall in the corridor between the men’s and women’s bathrooms. Under the bright light, she could see the figure, the face, clearer than ever. Even leaning against the wall, his back was still straight, one hand in his suit trouser pocket, the other elegantly holding a cigarette. His head was slightly lowered, taking a puff, the smoke adding to his unique charm. 

He looked like a respectable wolf in sheep’s clothing. A well–dressed scoundrel. He looked at her, his deep eyes seemingly impenetrable despite the bright lights. 

Cicely pulled a corner of her mouth, stepped back, and went back into the bathroom. She turned on the tap, looking at the bathroom door through the mirror. Seeing the man hadn’t followed her in, she laughed sarcastically. 

Cicely, what were you thinking? 

She turned off the tap and plunged her face into the sink filled with water, staying motionless. The icy water instantly cleared her hazy mind. So clear that she started to doubt whether the face she just saw was a hallucination. 

Oh, it probably was. Her alcohol tolerance was low, so hallucinating when drunk was normal. She relaxed a bit, her mind completely calm. 

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds, forty seconds… a minute… 

Suddenly, someone yanked her back by her collar, causing water to splash in front of the mirror. She was pulled back forcefully, her back hitting the wall hard, causing pain in her back and chest. 

“Are you trying to kill yourself?” A cold voice rang out overhead, a familiar yet strange scent of smoke in the air 

Cicely’s heart skipped a beat. She tried to look up at the man, but water droplets from her hair got into her eyes, causing a sharp pain. She quickly shut her eyes. 

The sound of paper being ripped rang out twice, followed by two pieces of paper being thrown on her face. 

Cicely wiped her face and slowly opened her eyes. The man’s tall figure came into view, his handsome face filled with the cold indifference she was so familiar with. 

So it wasn’t a hallucination. 

“Of course I don’t want to die. # did, I would have died hundreds of times already. Living is always better than dying.” 

Cicely laughed as she said this, tossing the paper in her hand into the trash can. Her carefree smile and tone filled the man with an inexplicable disgust. Ever since he found out she was out of jail, their back and forth had finally led to a face–to–face confrontation today. 

‘Anything you want to say?” Seth stared at her, his eyes filled with cold cruelty. 

Cicely had imagined facing him countless times and had mentally prepared herself. But the coldness in his eyes still easily wounded her. 

She turned her face away, blinked, and suppressed the emotions welling up in her eyes. 

“Hmm? You want to buy some booze?” 

Seth’s eyes narrowed slightly. After a moment, they were filled with cold indifference and loneliness again. His handsome face was full of smiles, but it was a merciless mockery.