The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chatper 1891

After dinner, Yasmine and Serana tidied up the dining area.

“Cleaning up” was a generous term, considering Serana was doing most of the

work.

Yasmine, who had grown up in an orphanage, may not have had the easiest

childhood, but she was never required to do chores like cooking, laundering, or

chopping wood. Once she left the orphanage, such tasks were even further from

her reality. Her hands were soft and beautiful, with slender, pale fingers.

Standing beside Serana at the sink, the most Yasmine would do was to wipe

down the already clean dishes. And she had this air about her, as if she had

done some monumental task that deserved high praise.

Enter title…

Serana wasn’t much of a talker. It seemed ever since Yasmine started dating

Boyd, Serana had become even quieter. The time they spent washing dishes

was particularly tough for her. The moment the last plate was dried, she let out a

sigh of relief and quickly said, “There’s nothing left to do now, Yasmine. You

should get on with your evening.”

Yasmine rinsed her hands under the faucet and watched Serana put away the

dishes. “I’ve always meant to say, you have a real knack for cooking and

cleaning,” she said.d2

Serana paused for a moment, then smiled at her. “I’m just curious about these

things, so I tend to pay more attention. Boyd isn’t too keen on eating out. If you

have the time, I could teach you a few of his favorite dishes.”

Yasmine chuckled and shook her head. “No time for that.”

After putting away the utensils, Serana turned and gave her a strained smile.

“They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. I’m sure Boyd would

be delighted if you cooked for him.”

“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach?” Yasmine smirked, looking at

her. “Is that what you thought back then?”

Serana’s smile froze instantly. Her eyes locked with Yasmine’s for a few

seconds before she forced herself to look away, her grip tightening on the edge

of the countertop. “It seems like you’ve misunderstood something about us,”

Serana said softly.

Yasmine observed her for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. “Why so

tense? Who did I misunderstand you with?” she teased.

Serana bit her lip, replying quietly, “Nothing…”

Noticing Serana’s trembling hand on the counter, Yasmine’s eyes sharpened.

“Thank you for the meal,” she said.

Serana didn’t reply, only managing a stiff smile.

Yasmine left the kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile was more unsettling than

comforting.

Boyd was lounging on the sofa, perusing the stack of books she’d brought over,

exuding a mature, reserved charm that struck a chord with her. She approached

and held out her hand. Puzzled, he took her hand and kissed it lightly.

Yasmine looked at him with faint disgust. “I wanted you to smell it, not kiss it.”

“It smells nice,” he said.

“I just washed dishes. So you like the scent of dish soap?”

Boyd pulled her down beside him, his brow furrowing with suspicion. “You?

Washing dishes?”

Yasmine pressed her lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand. “I did half the

work.”

Boyd chuckled and reached into the drawer under the coffee table, pulling out a

tube of hand cream. He squeezed a generous amount onto Yasmine’s hands

and began to massage it in.

The faint scent of flowers filled the air. Once her hands were soft and

Boyd kissed them

do that again,”

arched an eyebrow, admiring her

nicely, I won’t make it difficult for

shaking his head as he gently tugged at

tonight?”

him a languid look. “Not going

hand still on

his hand away. “Of course. But until it’s

thinking about are off the

frown deepened at

shoulder.

the coffee table. “What about starting

cut him off

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

off the table, scooped Yasmine

headed

tomorrow night, no

he laid her down on the bed and

“Serana’s still here. Have you no

removed her hand. “She’ll

squirmed out of his embrace. “Then we’ll talk after she

it under the

she wasn’t joking, Boyd

out of bed.

—

Yasmine found that Boyd wasn’t in

intending to get

yet, and Boyd was speaking with a detached tone

years before graduation. You’re thinking about

he said.

think my major is

a moment before conceding, “If

it’s up to you.”

sigh of relief.

hadn’t caught the beginning of their conversation, but she had a

about what it entailed.

Yasmine emerged from the bedroom, Serana stood

on her for a moment. “I’ve got

handed Yasmine a glass of

temperature.”

pick

the trash. She took

her of the way Bryson’s wife, Aliza,

at home. She would cook a

house until it was spotless, and always speak

she prepared the meal.

half-drunk, was handed to

trash bags

know any better, I’d

the water and set the glass

“Good thing you do

at the doorway, her gaze briefly intense before

She looked at Boyd with a half-smile that wasn’t

she’s not, so be it. What’s there to be

her back on

for a maid after an afternoon’s hard work—I doubt

that amusing.”

was shallow, “So are you relieved she wasn’t upset, or that

didn’t make her upset?”

a moment.

difference? Then why did

pointed out the difference,

would

answer is definitely one I don’t want to hear,”

him away and dived

consequences are indeed severe.”

watched her for a while, a small

phone, looked up

in another room, or shall I go?” With that, she lifted

the blanket.

pinned it back down and covered her again,

“I’ll take

didn’t reply, diving back into

—

Yasmine

set aside, her back to

under the covers, and was greeted

fragrant scent.

her into his arms, he gazed into her still-lucid eyes

“I didn’t think you’d

deepened, Yasmine dodged him. “Do

severe consequences?”

Boyd paused, “So…”

offered a faint smile, “So let’s start with

arguments.”

left with no choice but to compromise with regret,

embrace. Yasmine stared at the well-defined muscles on his

letting him hold her as she

next morning, Boyd was gone.

closet, and

it was Boyd’s apartment, her clothes had pushed his to a

see. She pushed her

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