The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Later, she thought she heard Johnson’s manic laughter ringing through the air.

“Ha-ha-ha, that little bitch and her family, always a bunch of vipers.”

“How can you abandon the woman carrying your baby in her belly? You chose that girl, rejecting your own woman, even willing to abandon your baby. I truly feel sorry for her. Hahaha.”

What happened next, she didn’t know. Her hand rested on her belly, her only thought being that her baby must be safe.

Before she lost consciousness, chaos surrounded her. She was swept into someone’s arms, a voice calling her name that was familiar, the scent in those arms, too, was familiar.

It used to be comforting, even slightly addictive, making her feel safe. Now, she suddenly felt sick.d2

“Yasmine!”

Her eyelids fluttered, but the tears spilled out anyway.

Boyd was in turmoil. He didn’t want to believe Johnson’s words. He couldn’t bear to.

But Yasmine’s tears threw him into a panic. He had never seen Yasmine cry. Not as children, nor when they met again as adults. He never even thought of Yasmine as someone capable of tears.

Tears and Yasmine just didn’t seem to mix.

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When Yasmine opened her eyes again, the brightness overwhelmed her. It took a while for her to adjust, to finally make out the pristine white ceiling above her, her gaze tinged with confusion.

She lay still, staring up, and after a long moment, her eyes flashed with clarity.

Something occurred to her, her eyelashes quivered, and as she attempted to rise, a sharp pain in her chest made her gasp for air.

“Yasmine! You’re awake?!”

A familiar voice sounded, and she realized her hand was being held, a gentle pressure on her shoulder.

She turned to the man leaning over her. His eyes were sunken, his face pale as if he were the one who had been through a grave illness, drained and haggard.

Yasmine tried to pull her hand back, noticing she didn’t have the strength to fight him. “Water,” she managed to say.

Boyd quickly brought a glass to her lips. She didn’t know how long she had been out, only that she was parched, and the glass was soon empty.

a second glass, she wasn’t as desperate. After

the glass aside, gently brushing her hair behind her ear, his voice tender, “Lie back. I’ll

Yasmine remained silent.

her bed, examining her. From their demeanor, it seemed she wasn’t in grave danger, but needed rest

expression eased

the doctors were about to

caught the hem of the doctor’s coat. The doctor turned back, smiling, “Is there anything else that’s bothering

baby,” she whispered,

stiffening in that moment. They all looked up at Boyd. The

tightened, “I’m the one asking the questions. Why are you all looking at

lower back. Both wounds were close to vital organs, but you were lucky. Saving you was nothing short of a miracle. However, the heavy blood loss

he spoke, silence filled the

then offered a weak smile, “My injuries were

there are many reasons a baby can be lost, including emotional distress or physical

formed in her throat, and then she let go of the

the outcome from everyone’s reactions the moment she asked her question. She just didn’t want

she hadn’t wronged others. She lived openly,

never sought favors from any

two decades of having no desires, why was her one hope so cruelly

at Johnson’s son’s grave, vowing to give her child everything. What others had, or didn’t have, she would

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son had tasted cotton candy and jelly beans, while her child didn’t even know the taste of water. She had no right to pity

pain was intense, like a vice around

how was she reduced to a state worse

throat was tight, her eyes dry, but she

doctor lingered on her expression, witnessing the regret and pain, before

eyes, listening to the last person close the

the bedside, his gaze lingering on her still form, her eyes closed, her pallor a stark contrast to the sterile white of the

before him, yet it felt as if an insurmountable chasm had opened up between them, as vast as the

in turmoil, until the weight of it all became too much to bear. He reached out, his voice barely above a whisper,

and slowly, Yasmine opened her eyes to a blank stare at the ceiling. “Where’s Serana?” she

her expression for some sign of emotion, but her face remained an unreadable mask.

lips curved in a faint, almost imperceptible smile. “I have a few questions for you,

for a long moment, struggling with himself before he managed to speak. “Go

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