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.”

well-versed in comforting others, felt a twinge of guilt himself for having

holding grudges was not her style—she neither had the patience nor the inclination to waste time on

head softly, still uncertain, “Is it really

“What else could

just feel like Yasmine was really angry back then. She’s usually so cool, but I’ve never seen her explode like that. If it’s truly okay now, that would be

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

a month later, the day after Yasmine’s birthday, everything

way to the cafeteria, and there was another unavoidable

received a slice of exquisite cake.

Boyd sat beside her, his face contorted as if

disliked sweets. Yasmine was no

beside her, her expression distant, not

“Happy Birthday.”

and turned to Boyd.

“Today’s your

looked on in

probably won’t for a few years. So, write down whatever you wish for and put it in this jar. When I can stand on my

the empty jar,

only put wishes in on my birthday, or

you want, for anything you

and hugged the jar. “Well, I’d better think hard. Mansions, sports cars… looks like

nervously beside them, her tone treading lightly, “You know, this

froze, then turned

the courage, “Isn’t that how it goes on TV?

face took on a pensive look, and she

but his gaze lingered on her. “You

a picture

couldn’t help but find it a bit amusing.

wouldn’t have thought of it myself if Ava

“Sure.”

her backpack and carefully placed the bottle

Yasmine returned to her cupcake, a soft smile playing

at her lips, she looked up at Serena with

of unease under her stare and handed over a

“Um… Boyd

awkward. “I know I made things difficult for you last time, and I’m aware that destroying your lilies upset you. I’ve kept these

cupcake, “Did

had

and unpredictable, and no one knew

and I thought this would be a good opportunity. I’m not foolish. If

a cold laugh, her fork twirling

you decided to confide in Serena. What? Did she give you some

interjected: “Yasmine, I swear I haven’t told

was ice-cold, and for the first time, she looked

“She won’t tell

seconds. “So she didn’t even promise you, and you

his frown deepening as he looked at her, as though Yasmine

I loathe her. What are you thinking,

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