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.”

face of Yasmine, the

eyes, scrutinizing her for a long moment until he was certain the words he’d

to Serana, “There’s no need to settle for

So, Yasmine had seen right

didn’t… I just wanted a

just wanted an excuse to stay by

known Yasmine was smart, but now she realized

So why bother showing me sincerity with tactics you know Boyd will see

the air, she turned and left

out to hold her, but Yasmine coldly retorted, “I think the only good way for you to end this now is allowing me to leave. It’s clear that I don’t want

in mid-air. Yasmine walked up to the door, changed her shoes and left without any hesitation. Her decisive silhouette, moving away, sent chills

shade of frustration as he ran a hand through his

the sight

a boyfriend was just to give Yasmine peace of mind, Serana didn’t just want Yasmine to worry about staying close to Boyd. She wanted

have any other

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

It was over.

never really considered whether he agreed or not. It seemed she

she accepted him just as effortlessly. And when she was

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

of the moment, yet

life if

“Boyd, I really never thought things would get to this point. I never intended to come between you. But… Yasmine was bothered by my presence, and I knew she’d been upset with you because

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

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

And he thought

one thing: things had gone south. At this moment, anything she said would be wrong. If it

Boyd was clearly irritated. He never expected things to

asked, “What about Yasmine? What should we

icy, “Don’t meddle in things that aren’t

her hands in front of her and, biting her lip,

couch, his knuckles pressed against his brow as he rubbed fiercely, looking

in the afternoon, her demeanor utterly composed. The apartment was spotless. She changed into her pajamas, flipped back the covers, and slid

nothing had

her way—unassuming in joy,

sunny disposition, but she never lost her cool. 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

as if the breakup had been with someone else entirely. Maybe there was a reason people said she was heartless. She simply didn’t want to dwell on

of time. She was the one who called it quits. Was she supposed to lock herself