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 same calm

he was certain the words he’d heard were indeed

need to settle for

pale. So, Yasmine

didn’t… I just

an excuse to stay by his side with

a loss for words. She’d always known Yasmine was smart,

him better than anyone. So why bother showing me sincerity with tactics you know Boyd will see through? What’s the

her words hung in the air, she turned and left without

good way for you to end this now is allowing me to leave. It’s clear that I don’t want to hear anything you have to say at the

and

an ashen shade of frustration as he

at the sight of

didn’t just want Yasmine to worry about staying close to Boyd. She wanted to reassure Yasmine that she posed

truly didn’t have

haunted by the soft-spoken

It was over.

not. It seemed she had always

desire to be with her, she accepted him

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

of

back to your life if

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 by

kind of man. If it’s truly your choice, it’s not my place to interfere, but you shouldn’t force yourself to appease me or to put her at ease.

stopped abruptly, like a sudden realization had flickered across Boyd’s mind, and a short laugh escaped his lips, “Yeah,

right through everything. And he thought he

nothing to say; she knew only one thing: things had gone south. At this moment, anything she said would be

clearly irritated. He never expected things to unravel like

a moment but still asked, “What

eyes snapped open, his gaze icy, “Don’t meddle in

his tone, Serana clasped her hands in front of her and, biting

knuckles pressed against his brow as

afternoon, her demeanor utterly composed. The apartment was spotless. She changed into her pajamas, flipped

like nothing had

in joy,

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

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

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