The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

A jumble of thoughts raced through Yasmine’s mind. She had only just seen Serana, and now Boyd was rushing to the hospital. Even though she kept saying how much Boyd treasured Serana, every time she encountered such facts, she felt quite unhappy.

Saying she was unhappy was an understatement – Yasmine had to admit she cared more than she let on. Reality always hit harder than mere words.

“Yasmine, is there something wrong?” the voice on the other end of the line asked.

Yasmine’s desire to speak dwindled, realizing that seeking out Boyd now seemed like a mistake. But at this moment, she didn’t have time to dwell on these matters.

In such a dire situation, life took precedence over pettiness, and she knew it.

“Where’s Boyd?” she pressed.

“Well, he just stepped out to talk to the doctor, probably to check on my condition. If you need anything, I can relay the message.”

Have her relay the message? Yasmine would rather drop dead than endure such torment.

“There’s something important I have to discuss with him personally. Give him the phone.”

“But he’s not in the room right now.”

“Are you crippled or something?!” Yasmine’s patience had worn thin. She didn’t want to die like this after living so proudly all these years.

Serana, unaccustomed to Yasmine’s fury, paused in shock.

The content is exclusively provided on Noveldrama.com. Support the translation team by reading the original content on Noveldrama.com. Just then, the door swung open, revealing the tip of a pair of shoes. Serana instinctively hung up.

Boyd’s assistant entered, looking concerned. “Ms. Serana, is there an issue?”

Hiding her phone beneath the covers, Serana feigned nonchalance. “No, what’s up?”

The assistant glanced around the room, puzzled. “I thought I heard you talking.”

“Oh, I was just on a call.”

Without further suspicion, the assistant nodded and left.

Serana retrieved the phone, contemplating the call log from Yasmine. Her finger hovered over the delete option.

She knew that if Boyd received a call from Yasmine now, he would rush to her side. Despite Yasmine’s insistence on keeping her distance, seeing each other could mean… they might break up or continue their relationship, because Boyd wasn’t one to give up easily.

If they stayed together, Serana wouldn’t stand a chance with Boyd, and Yasmine certainly wouldn’t allow Serana to linger in Boyd’s life. If they parted ways, all the problems would disappear.

Perhaps she had been wrong all along, thinking that ensuring Boyd’s happiness was enough. Now, it seemed clear that Yasmine wouldn’t bring him joy.

If Boyd didn’t go to see her this time, considering Yasmine’s temperament, she probably wouldn’t give Boyd any more chances, right?

Breaking them up was the simplest solution. Why bother making things so complicated?

—

Yasmine stared at the disconnected call, unfazed. There was no extra expression on her face. Serana’s action was entirely unsurprising to her.

Her car was parked near the town’s grocery store, and with Boyd unreachable, she had to find someone else.

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When Boyd returned, his assistant was at the end of the hall on the phone. Inside the room, Serana was standing up, gripping a cup of water.

his phone, and said sternly, “You should be resting

he stashed the phone in his pocket, her hand clenching the cup tightly, her

to bed,” Boyd said, glancing

“Boyd, wait!”

Serana’s call halted him.

now?” Boyd asked,

just wanted to

decide not to keep

her lip. “Boyd, am I really not able to keep

Boyd’s brow furrowed.

closer, Serana pressed, “Are you worried about being tied

his expression cool

baby. I’ll rest and keep my condition from worsening. And when it’s time to give birth, I don’t think there will be any complications. If you’re not with

the only one. As

“Including you loving me?”

His expression darkened. “Serana…”

the assistant entered, phone in hand, disrupting the

assistant lose composure. “What’s the matter?” he

Yasmine. Something’s happened.” The assistant

turned grave.

at West Valley Cemetery and couldn’t reach you. She

could finish, Serana’s glass

no recent calls from Yasmine. As her assistant’s eyes swept over Serana’s ashen and distraught face, understanding flickered

Ms. Yasmine said she called the cops. She might be

already gripped his cell phone tightly and

Boyd! Wait.” Serana knew Boyd must have caught wind of

her path, “Ms. Serana,

stood frozen as Boyd’s figure

you rest up, miss. He can’t

room, deciding to

her entire

Yasmine? And she

had just intercepted Boyd’s call and even deleted the

something were to happen to

the floor. If something had happened to Yasmine, she thought, Boyd would hate her

West Valley Cemetery…

—

his family’s graves

suspicions and concerns, only to be met with Boyd’s dark, intimidating expression, which sent a chill down his spine. It was a look of cold fury the assistant had

the elevator, the assistant’s phone rang

phone in his nervous haste. Yasmine had hung up abruptly earlier.

back at this time, with a bit of thought, one could guess

situation, with his level of

snatched the phone from his hand.

“You’re this woman’s boyfriend?”

eyes narrowed, his voice chilling. “You’ve

held the phone, a nervous laugh escaping him despite his anxiety. “It’s not like

parking lot. As he heard Johnson’s

ago. St such a young age, she’s got

strangulation. Hearing Johnson’s words, she closed her eyes in despair. It was just as she had thought. Compared

car, his voice dropping to an unbelievably

to you, but since she’s in danger and called you first, your relationship must

expect Serana to come over

the sounds of the phone