The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

The moment the branch snapped, Yasmine’s heart skipped a beat as if she

were plummeting down a cliffside. But in that brief instant, she felt an odd sense

of relief.

At last, she could shake off Boyd and Serana, those two thorns in her side. Now,

she could breathe easy, no longer needing to trouble her mind over their drama.

It had been quite the headache dealing with them both.

Boyd would be pleased. Serana, the apple of his eye, was safe and Yasmine,

the heartless one, wouldn’t be a sore sight for him anymore.

She wasn’t a fool though. She wouldn’t gamble with her life just to play

matchmaker for them. In this moment, she was determined to survive at all

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costs.

Thankfully, it wasn’t a sheer cliff she was dealing with.

However, the fall from the tree to the mountain’s side was significant, and when

she landed, the impact sent a jolt through her body as if every organ had been

shattered. The pain was so intense, she couldn’t pinpoint where it hurt the

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As she slid down the mountain, the thick underbrush and brambles tore at her

clothes, now muddy and ripped. Instinctively, she reached for anything to steady

herself.

At first, her descent was too rapid, and each grasp at stability only led to more

sliding. After several attempts, she managed to slow down.

Finally, gripping a protruding rock, she steadied herself, but the rain had

loosened the stones, and before she could catch her breath, the rock split,

sending her sliding down once again.

Rain washed soil down the mountainside, forming streams of mud that

cascaded over her. Twigs snapped and pebbles pelted her from above. Thorns

scratched her face, and her clothes were a mess, revealing legs and arms

littered with cuts of all sizes.

Initially, she had the strength to struggle, to fight for her life, but as the cold rain

numbed her pain, her strength waned. Though her speed had lessened, even

grasping for a handhold became too much effort.

Yasmine sighed, a bitter laugh escaping her lips in the midst of the downpour.

The irony wasn’t lost on her. Risking her life to save the very person she

despised, it sounded like a heroic tale of self-sacrifice.

But when had she ever been the saintly type?

Yasmine mused ruefully. Well, if this was to be her end, at least she’d leave

behind a noble reputation.

only by occasional flashes of

when she felt her body hanging

more.

embrace, but it was only a

body wracked with the same excruciating pain

organs aching.

metallic taste filled her

her surroundings, revealing she had landed

of land—likely the base of the mountain. Exhausted and in pain,

her limbs feebly before finally

the area. The rain stung her

could barely open her

to shield them, lying

walk or

hurting, and

on her. Nor would the

case. The question was whether she’d live to see

felt like an eternity, a light suddenly

voice she recognized. “Yasmine?!”

moved her

faint, but the person heard her. Yasmine

the light finally settled on

Ava!” Ava rushed over, shocked by Yasmine’s battered

helped Yasmine to her feet. “Oh

really fall

against her, “More like

from her

to be the

Yasmine’s hair back, “Did you forget? This

knows it better than me. If

you could

weak smile, “Truly

talking. Save your strength. The police and Bryson are looking for

a cave nearby, hidden away. Let me take you

too heavy.”

“I can’t walk…”

handed her a flashlight. Then

front of her, “Climb on my

at Ava’s slender, fragile silhouette,

gratitude. Hot tears flowed down her rain-chilled

can’t carry me.”

and draping it over her shoulder. “I

a sack of flour up the mountain when I was five. I bundle all the

You’re lighter than

Yasmine and

behind its vine-covered entrance lay

settled Yasmine next to

wounds on Yasmine’s body, Ava hesitated, not wanting

pain. She tried to clean the mud without

take off those clothes.

naked than in those

attire and frowned but shook her head.

began helping her undress

asked you,” she muttered while

fire in me. You hide in the haystack for a

look

was as helpless as a

but let

God, Look at your injuries. You must

shake

her eyes. “Why you gotta be so tough? It’s clear

You shouldn’t be like

get the wrong idea.”

painful,” Yasmine insisted. “I just feel really

for a moment and nodded. “I