The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chatper 1893

The car pulled to a curb and Yasmine spoke with a detached indifference before

swinging the door open and stepping out.

She glanced at the nearby diner, a sardonic smile creeping over her lips. The

place was one of P City’s top-tier spots, not the kind of joint a college kid with no

family to speak of could afford – hell, even folks from a decent background

wouldn’t waltz in there without a second thought.

Talking about splashing the cash.

Boyd followed, stepping out of the car’s other side.

Yasmine was on the edge of the pavement, the rush of traffic buzzing by. Boyd,

with a furrowed brow, strode over to her and guided her across to the safety of

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the sidewalk.

Yasmine brushed off his hand, “I’ll say it again – I’m not feeling great, I’m not

going to the hospital, and I certainly don’t need you hovering over me every

second. You go meet whoever you’re meeting. I’m heading home.”d2

She pulled out her phone to order a ride.

Boyd, with pursed lips, snatched the phone from her grasp. Yasmine looked at

her empty hand, her usually impassive face darkening with irritation. “Boyd,

there’s a limit, you know. My temper’s been good lately, but don’t mistake that

for weakness.”

Instead of responding, Boyd opened the car door and nudged her back in.

“Can’t bear the thought of leaving you here to fend for yourself. Does that make

me heartless and cold? I don’t think so.”

Her smile was syrupy sweet, “Heartless and cold? Those words don’t even

begin to do you justice.”

Boyd slid back into the car and shut the door behind him. “Drive.”

Rubbing at her temples, Yasmine continued, “So you’re playing the soothing

boyfriend now, only to deal with Serana later? Doesn’t that wear you out?”

“You and she are never on the same scale for me,” Boyd said. “Making you feel

better doesn’t mean I have to deal with her. And like I said, she’s not your

concern.”

Yasmine gave a half-hearted smile, watching the road ahead, “If you don’t listen

to me and end up taking me to the hospital anyway, you might as well fire your

driver and sell the car.”

She noticed the driver stiffen – clearly, he wasn’t deaf.

Boyd turned to look at her, his hand briefly checking her forehead for fever

before letting it drop. “You sure you don’t need the hospital?”

She gave him a withering glance and remained silent. The look in her eyes said

it all – she was looking at him like he was an idiot.

Boyd pressed his lips together, then took her hand gently, “Home.”

“My place,” Yasmine corrected.

He didn’t speak, just gave a meaningful look to the driver, who understood

immediately.

On the ride back, Yasmine, leaning against the seat with her eyes closed,

seemed genuinely uncomfortable.

As expected, Serana’s call came through. Boyd answered honestly, saying that

Yasmine wasn’t feeling well – and Yasmine didn’t even bat an eyelash.

Was Boyd honest? Painfully so. Not just with her, but with everyone. It seemed

‘lies’ were not in his vocabulary. But then again, she couldn’t fault someone for

being too sincere.

Half-asleep, she felt the car stop and was just straightening up when Boyd

scooped her out of the seat.

Seeing they were at Boyd’s apartment, she frowned, “So my words are just

bullshit to you now?”

He gave her a disapproving glance.

choice of words, but at

be bothered to come up with

punch she intended.

everything you need

didn’t bother to

set her on the couch.

up for you.”

didn’t protest. Just like she said,

good as nothing

cooking stint, she took a quick shower. Emerging,

of chicken

dining room, Boyd motioned for her to sit while he ladled the

with light appetizers

refreshingly appetizing.

coy, digging in as soon

After a few sips, she noticed

as well, and her eyes

proper meal when you’re in

his lips, “This is

went back to

Boyd asked

gave a noncommittal hum.

Yasmine called in sick to school. Boyd, deciding

caretaker, stayed home with

room was his makeshift office, papers strewn across the coffee

half-watched some

in on

Boyd promptly

her forehead in her hand, listlessly watching a TV

stumbled upon halfway through.

made no effort to hide, so she couldn’t help but overhear. At times

felt as though women discussing their love

didn’t want Boyd to have any

but neither did she want to watch them openly

were guiltless. It was even

Boyd gave her

for lunch?”

“I don’t know.”

so Boyd didn’t

after, the doorbell to the apartment rang. Yasmine,

was jolted awake by the sound. The TV in front

switched to commercials.

up to answer

It was Serana.

you

heard Yasmine wasn’t

to check

Nobody knew better than Serana herself that

needed. It was almost like she’d

salt in the

bag of groceries, clearly

asking where

replied, her voice light

so slightly, but she maintained

something light

can handle it. You don’t need to

You guys did stand

up for it with a lunch isn’t too

laugh from her

their consent, Serana headed straight for the kitchen.

quite a lot of groceries today.

over?”

Boyd frowned, “Who?”

“A friend of mine.”

opened the kitchen door,

off from them.

wasn’t sure if it was because Serana

unannounced, the fact that she insisted

desire to invite a

mood sour, smirked and tossed

up and heading for

level as Serana? Well, it was

theory to the test.

in the empty living room,

the doorbell rang again. Serana dashed out from the

answer it.

his efficiency with paperwork drastically lower than

been watching her

returned with her guest,

papers and stood

glance.

a polite,

Boyd stand, he quickly said, “Hi, I’m Patrick, Serana’s

a cold

in time. Lunch is ready. Boyd, could you call Yasmine

“Sure.”

making things easy for Serana, but Boyd

lunch. Since he couldn’t win with words, he had to

her straight to the

threw a cushion from his chair onto

her to

to afford Serana any respect, Yasmine still cared

bring herself to cause a scene in front

guests.

interaction left

a light broth. I added

stimulate the appetite. Yasmine, you go

her lips, stepped on Boyd’s foot, and ground

frustrated but still had to be mindful of

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