The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1883

Boyd’s expression was one of pure distaste. “I reckon Bryson isn’t strapped for cash to buy some scallions.”

“There’s something different about growing them yourself. Besides, they grow fast. I can harvest them at least twice in a month.”

“I noticed the director has a pot on his office windowsill. You’re awfully young to have such quirky tastes.”

Yasmine ignored him.

Two hours later, they both wrapped up their tasks.

After that, Boyd, who was usually a ghost around the place, seemed to be popping up everywhere. He was often spotted fiddling around in the garden.d2

Occasionally, Yasmine’s figure would appear at the opposite flower bed, but her appearances were few and far between.

Boyd’s lilies received no care from Yasmine, not even a passing glance. Yet Boyd found himself watching those scallions grow with an odd sense of unease.

After half a month, Yasmine snipped the scallions and took them to the cafeteria, which meant two whole days of scallion cuisine on the menu.

Boyd wasn’t fond of them.

Watching Yasmine shovel them into her mouth, Boyd couldn’t mask his aversion. “I always thought you didn’t care for strong flavors.”

Yasmine, poised and unhurried, continued to eat, “That’s just your assumption. Though you’re not wrong, I generally don’t like intense flavors. But I find this quite nice. Nothing in this world is absolute, you know. Tastes, habits—they can change. You never know when something will just change.”

At her words, Boyd reluctantly took another bite.

Yasmine offered a small smile, “If you don’t like it, that is totally fine. No point in forcing yourself.”

“Maybe I’ll come to like it if I get used to it.”

She gave him a fleeting look, her smile light, “Pointless.”

Boyd kept his eyes on her, “But it’s all for the sake of liking them.”

Silence fell between them.

“Those lilies need special care, especially since it’s not the ideal planting season.”

Yasmine nodded nonchalantly, “I know. I’m not that naive.”

Perhaps Boyd had his own stubborn streak, “A little extra effort might do the trick.”

Yasmine finished her last bite, glanced at the lingering gaze beside her, and with a half-smile, stood up with her tray. “You should eat more.”

Boyd watched her leave, unaccustomed to hearing such things from her.

Not long after Yasmine’s departure, Serana slid into the seat across from him with her tray. She offered Boyd a bread roll, “Want to eat a bit more?”

Boyd looked at his empty bowl and accepted the bread. “Who are you avoiding?”

Serana nibbled on her vegetables and mumbled a vague, “Hmm. you know, Yasmine doesn’t like me much.”

Boyd took a bite of the roll, “She’s just got a foul temper.”

Serana ate in small bites, “Anyway, I’m kind of scared of her. I thought she ruined the lilies last time. Even though nothing was said, I feel like it was because of me that she ended up so humiliated.”

“It’s over now.”

felt a twinge of guilt himself for

neither had the patience nor the inclination to waste time

her head softly, still

“What else could

really angry back then. She’s usually so cool, but I’ve never seen her

unsettling him. He couldn’t put his finger on what was

spot-on. Half a month later, the day after Yasmine’s

second batch of scallions made its way to the cafeteria, and there was another unavoidable round of

slice of exquisite cake. The cafeteria

while Boyd sat beside her, his face contorted as if he

sweets. Yasmine was

her, her expression distant, not

“Happy Birthday.”

turned to Boyd.

your actual birthday,

looked on

down whatever you wish for and put it in this jar. When I can stand on my own

the empty jar, momentarily lost in

put wishes in on my birthday, or any

you want, for

“Well, I’d better think hard. Mansions, sports cars… looks like I won’t need to lift a finger for the rest of

tone treading lightly, “You know, this

then turned to her in

courage, “Isn’t that how it goes on TV? These promises from boys to girls, and they’re usually with

on a pensive look, and she turned to

his gaze lingered on her. “You know,

a picture

couldn’t help but find it a bit amusing. What was she

future. “I wouldn’t have thought of it myself if Ava hadn’t mentioned

“Sure.”

backpack and

empty backpack, a tiny frown creasing his brow. Once the bottle was secure, Yasmine returned to her cupcake, a

still at her lips, she looked up at Serena with a half-smirk, though she didn’t

a tingle of unease under her stare and handed over a glass jar to

glanced at it, her eyes momentarily darkening. “Um… Boyd told me that today’s actually

things difficult for you last time, and I’m

“Did

Boyd had let

could be icy and unpredictable, and no one knew which word might inadvertently cross her. And with her current demeanor, the premonition was

this would be a good opportunity. I’m not foolish. If Bryson intended to keep your real birthday under wraps, I certainly wouldn’t go

out a cold laugh, her

Did she give you some kind of guarantee that made you trust her not to

on, quickly interjected: “Yasmine, I swear I haven’t told anyone,

time, she looked directly at Serena, her gaze sharp as a blade, causing

frowned. “She won’t tell

silent for a few seconds. “So she didn’t even promise you, and you just unilaterally

he looked at her, as though Yasmine was being unreasonably difficult. “I told you,

are you thinking, assuming I would forgive someone I

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