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.

—

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.”

it wouldn’t matter. The only

the bowl aside and

Yasmine didn’t move.

the whole time, not leaving.

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

and was taken to the hospital back then. He had aged. Indeed, the young Yasmine, no matter how badly she was injured, could rely on her youth to recover quickly and continue to

upset her. Now she was no longer a child, and though her body wasn’t as badly hurt as when she was younger, her heart

truly was heartless, so she wouldn’t feel the tearing pain and could forget

and she wondered how she could ever repay him. All she could do

she was determined not to let Boyd bear the title of a murderer, not to let him live with guilt and remorse for killing Serana, where had she placed Bryson in

a better life than anyone else. Why did she rush to sacrifice her own

nearly cost her life, and yet she

“You… oh…”

words to say,

“Sorry

you away from P

over her. “I won’t

turned her attention to

picking up the

“Alright.”

Aliza took turns with the nurse taking care of her, and Yasmine did not refuse. All of Boyd’s arrangements were rejected by

a couple of days when Boyd didn’t appear. And just like how no one would ever bring up the baby Yasmine had lost, they avoided

man did not

every day, only to be stopped by the guards arranged by Bryson the moment he appeared at the door of the ward, and

after confirming her condition with the doctor, he would leave again. The harm he had caused Yasmine this time could

her heal properly. If she didn’t want to see him, then he would stay out of

was still in the hospital, unharmed but shaken, dealing with a heart condition and pregnancy,

hadn’t visited Serana. She thought about it the question Boyd asked her at

was certain it was imperative. Just whenever Serana reached her doorstep, she was

resting. The gunshot wound, the knife wound,

of the time. She had

of her with a venom that

girls these days? Don’t they have any shame? After all the harm she’s caused, she still has the nerve

sense of

was nonchalant, and her expression unflustered, but Aliza’s face reddened 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

softly, “Aliza, I just want to check on Yasmine. I’m partly to blame too, and I want to apologize to her

snapped back, her voice sharpened by

retreated a little, “I… It’s all