The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Assistant hesitated for a moment before mustering the courage to speak up, “It’s hard to have the best of both worlds.”

The best of both worlds.

Boyd let out a wry chuckle after a few seconds of silence. There was no such thing as the best of both worlds. What he wanted seemed to be too much.

He looked towards Serana, who had appeared nearby without him noticing. His eyes held a hint of chill.

Serana bit her lip, her face pale as she walked over slowly. “I… I heard Yasmine woke up. I wanted to see her.”

At her words, the assistant’s eyebrows raised involuntarily, and he casted a fleeting glance her way.d2

Boyd’s voice was cold as ice, “You want to see her?”

Serana stepped back, intimidated by his frosty tone and stern look. “Because you want, you must have your way?”

Serana’s lips moved slightly, not quite grasping his meaning.

Boyd stood up straight, his expression indifferent, his gaze briefly sweeping over her abdomen. “The baby, have you decided whether to keep it?”

Not just Serana, even the Assistant was surprised by Boyd’s sudden question. Serana couldn’t figure out what Boyd was thinking. Before, he had wanted her to terminate the pregnancy.

Now that Yasmine’s baby was gone, would he vent his anger on her and be even more insistent that she abort? Then kick her out of his life for good?

She covered her belly in a slightly flustered manner, nervously saying. “You risked hurting Yasmine to protect me from harm. I have no reason not to keep it.”

Boyd watched her for a long time before nodding, “If you want it, then keep it.”

This response was unexpected for Serana, but it brought her no joy. Boyd’s uncharacteristic behavior instead filled her with fear. She didn’t know why. She felt an unusual unease.

“Don’t think about seeing her. Upsetting Yasmine won’t do you any favors.”

Serana bit her lip hard.

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When Yasmine came to, the first person she saw was still Boyd. Just like before, he was unrelenting, determined to linger.

He gave her water to drink and then made a move to feed her. She turned her head away gently, “Don’t Bryson and the others know I’m in the hospital?”

Boyd paused, “I was afraid they’d disturb your rest. Too many people around would annoy you.”

middle of Times Square now and it wouldn’t matter. The only person who can bother me

and stood up,

Yasmine didn’t move.

and Aliza seemed to have been in the hospital the whole

taken care of her for years, striving to establish himself in P City, and giving her a secure life, was always upright and composed, mature and restrained. But now, seeing her, his eyes were red, his face filled with guilt and sorrow, like a

looks different from when she saw him after she fell down the mountain and was taken to the hospital back then. He had aged. Indeed, the young Yasmine, no matter how badly she was injured, could

child, and though her body wasn’t

the tearing pain and

revolved his whole life around her, and she wondered how she could ever repay him. All she could do was to live

bear the title of a murderer, not to let him live with guilt and remorse

were people in this world who truly cared about her and wanted her to have a better life than anyone else. Why did she rush

and yet she risked it again, costing her child’s

“You… oh…”

words to say, but nothing seemed

smiled, “Sorry for

If I had been more assertive and taken you away from P City, none of

quietly, a wave of sadness washing over her. “I won’t make the same

repeatedly, and Yasmine turned her attention to Aliza,

the bowl of porridge,

“Alright.”

to hire a nurse for her. Bryson and Aliza took turns with the nurse

just like how no one would ever bring up

as if this man did not

be stopped by the guards arranged by Bryson the moment he appeared

would leave again. The harm he had caused Yasmine this time

properly. If she didn’t want to see him, then

unharmed but shaken, dealing with a heart condition and pregnancy, a situation that could not afford

he also hadn’t visited Serana. She thought about it the question Boyd asked her at Yasmine’s door the last time, and still Serana didn’t know what point he

certain it was imperative. Just whenever Serana

The gunshot wound, the knife wound, and the miscarriage had taken a heavy toll on her body,

came most of the time. She had heard Serana pleading to be

sweet and gentle, spoke of her with

the harm she’s caused, she still has the nerve

smile, “If she had any sense of shame, none of this would

with anger. She set down the apple she had been slicing in half, got up, and flung the door open with a cold glare. “Can’t you leave us alone? There’s a limit to shamelessness. We haven’t even come after you for the damage you’ve done, and here you are,

said softly, “Aliza, I

Aliza snapped back, her voice sharpened by anger. “Who do

little, “I…