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.”

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

grudges was not her style—she neither had the patience nor the inclination

head softly, still

her, “What else could there

usually so cool, but I’ve never seen her

He couldn’t put his

a month later, the day after Yasmine’s

way to the cafeteria, and there was another unavoidable round of scallion dishes

everyone received a slice of exquisite cake. The cafeteria buzzed with

beside her, his face contorted as if he were

sweets. Yasmine was

beside her, her expression distant, not uttering

“Happy Birthday.”

and turned

your actual

looked on

probably won’t for a few years. So, write down whatever you wish for and

the empty jar, momentarily

in on

“Whenever you want, for anything

cars… looks like I won’t need

“You know, this kind of talk usually leads to

and Boyd froze, then turned to her in unison.

confusion, unsure of what to say next. After a tense moment, she mustered the courage, “Isn’t that how it goes on TV? These promises from boys to girls, and they’re usually

look, and she turned

on her. “You know, I didn’t really

eyes were a picture of

but find it a bit amusing. What was she

have thought of it myself if Ava hadn’t mentioned it. So since that’s the case, I’ll

“Sure.”

out her backpack and carefully placed the

nearly empty backpack, a tiny frown creasing his brow. Once the bottle was secure, Yasmine returned to her cupcake, a soft smile playing on her lips. Even when Serena approached,

her chin on her hand, with the fork still at her lips, she looked up at Serena with a half-smirk, though she

under her stare

her eyes momentarily darkening. “Um… Boyd told

her gaze to the glass jar in her hands. Serena paused, her expression awkward. “I know I made things difficult for you last time, and I’m aware that destroying your lilies upset you. I’ve

scooped another bite of her cupcake, “Did you

Boyd had

Yasmine could be icy and unpredictable, and no one knew which word might inadvertently cross her. And with her current

a good opportunity. I’m not foolish. If Bryson intended to keep your real birthday under

cold laugh, her

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

swear I haven’t told anyone, and I won’t,

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

frowned. “She won’t

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

looked at her, as though Yasmine was

her. What are you thinking, assuming I would forgive

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