The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

A cold laugh cut off Boyd’s words.

Both Boyd and Serana turned their heads in unison.

Yasmine strolled out of the bedroom, her face adorned with a lingering smile, but that smile, no matter how you looked at it, was chilly.

Boyd’s brows furrowed with irritation at the sight of her changed attire.

“Why did you come out?” he asked.

“Am I not allowed?” Yasmine replied with a smile, “Aren’t you tired, Boyd? Must you meddle in everything? Is it really your business to approve or disapprove of who she dates?”d2

Boyd rubbed his temples and let out a sigh, “Yasmine, don’t start.”

“Who’s starting anything?” She walked over to the couch and pulled on her coat, “I just happened upon your argument, and well, I’m not exactly a stranger to you. Got me thinking, I might as well share some of my own confusion.”

“I’ve always been a go-with-the-flow kind of person, too comfortable with the status quo, rarely bothering to think too deeply. That’s probably why I don’t like to preach, and honestly, my values might be a bit askew. My current conundrum involves a few people and I figured I might as well sort it out. And if it turns out I’m the one causing a fuss…”

She paused, chuckled, and slipped on her coat, fixing her hair as she looked at Boyd. “You haven’t answered my question. Serana isn’t your long-lost sister, nor has she risked her life for you. Yet you’re buying her a house, taking care of her education, all under the guise of lifelong friendship. Fine, I’ll accept that explanation. But now I’m puzzled why you’re so adamantly against her dating someone. What’s got you so worked up?”

Serana finally understood the subtext of Yasmine’s words, “Yasmine, it’s not what you think.”

Yasmine silenced her with a gesture, “As things stand, your relationship with him isn’t at a point where you can speak on his behalf.”

Serana bit her lip, looking conflicted.

Yasmine’s gaze shifted slowly to Boyd, “Why so quiet? Did my question stump you?”

She fastened her coat and slipped her slender fingers into her pockets, her eyes fixed on his frosty face, her voice light and breezy, “Or is it that you’re also questioning the answer?”

Boyd spoke coldly, “No.”

Yasmine raised an elegant eyebrow, “Then tell me, why does Serana’s new boyfriend bother you so much?”

“Because he’s not trustworthy.”

“I see.” Yasmine nodded, “So, who do you think is trustworthy?”

She took two steps toward him, her lips parting slightly as she whispered, “You?”

Boyd’s brow furrowed deeply. “What nonsense are you spouting?!”

“It’s over.”

radiant face of Yasmine, the

her for a long moment until he was certain the words he’d heard were indeed from Yasmine’s lips. His

your opinion.” Yasmine turned to Serana, “There’s no need to settle for just any man to put my

Yasmine had seen right

I just

an excuse to stay by his side

words. She’d always known Yasmine was smart, but now she realized she had

to understand him better than anyone. So why bother showing me sincerity with tactics

she turned and left without looking

Yasmine coldly retorted, “I think the only good way for you to end this now is allowing me to leave. It’s

changed her shoes and left without any hesitation. Her decisive silhouette, moving away,

shade of frustration as he ran a

stood there, pallid, trembling at the sight of

to give Yasmine peace of mind, Serana didn’t

didn’t have any

eyes, haunted by the soft-spoken words Yasmine had left

It was over.

or not. It seemed she had always been this way, doing as

she accepted him just as effortlessly. And when she was unhappy, she could find any flawed reason to justify

as she was when they were kids. Exactly the same. Even their parting was as clean

head throbbed with the weight of the

back to your life if

bit her lip hard, her heart in turmoil, “Boyd, I really never thought things would get to this point. I never intended to come between you. But… Yasmine was bothered

always felt you wouldn’t waste your time on that kind of man. If it’s truly your choice, it’s not my place to interfere, but

a short laugh escaped his lips, “Yeah, she’s so sharp. That’s why at dinner, she didn’t say a single word

And he

to say; she knew only one thing: things had gone south. At this moment, anything she said

Boyd was clearly irritated.

a moment but still asked, “What about Yasmine? What should

eyes snapped open, his gaze icy, “Don’t meddle in things that aren’t your

in front of her and, biting her lip, turned

his knuckles pressed against his brow

The apartment was spotless. She changed into her pajamas, flipped back the covers, and slid

had happened

joy,

Sometimes she’d offer a frosty glare, throw out a biting remark, and at others, she’d just flash a lazy smile that hid barbs beneath its surface. She didn’t seem threatening, but her impact was not

indifferent as if the breakup had been with someone else entirely. Maybe there was a reason people said she was heartless. She simply

was the one who called it quits. Was she supposed to lock herself away and wallow in melodramatic