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.”

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

aside and stood up, “I’ll

Yasmine didn’t move.

Aliza seemed to have been in the hospital the whole time, not

himself in P City, and giving her a secure life, was always upright and composed,

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 rely on her youth to recover quickly and continue to frolic

Boyd used 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

wished she truly was heartless, so she wouldn’t feel the tearing pain and could forget about this incident in the

whole life around her, and she wondered how she could ever repay him. All she

determined not to let Boyd bear the title of a murderer, not to let him live with

life than anyone else. Why did

cost her life, and yet

“You… oh…”

many words

smiled, “Sorry for worrying

to be with that man again. If I had been more assertive and taken you away from P City, none of this would’ve happened. It’s all my fault. I failed to protect you.” He couldn’t help

of sadness washing over

her attention to Aliza, “Aliza,

up the bowl of

“Alright.”

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

were 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

was as if this man

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

would leave again. The harm he

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

with a heart condition

it the question Boyd asked her at Yasmine’s door the last time, and still Serana didn’t know

was certain it was imperative. Just whenever Serana

visit Yasmine several times, though Yasmine wasn’t always aware—most of the time, she was resting. The gunshot wound, the knife wound, and the

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

of her with a venom that

shame? After all the harm she’s caused, she still

any sense of shame, none of this would have

the door open with a cold glare. “Can’t you leave

of a tense negotiation with the bodyguard, was startled. She steadied her nerves and said softly, “Aliza, I just want to check on Yasmine. I’m partly to blame

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

a little, “I… It’s