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.”

it wouldn’t matter. The only

the bowl aside and stood up,

Yasmine didn’t move.

Aliza seemed to have been in the hospital the

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 deeply

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

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

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

she wondered how she could

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

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

and yet she risked it again, costing her

“You… oh…”

to have too many words to say,

“Sorry for worrying

been more assertive and taken you away from P City, none of this

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

sighed repeatedly, and Yasmine turned her attention

hurried forward, picking up the bowl of porridge,

“Alright.”

a nurse for her. Bryson and Aliza took turns with the nurse taking care of her, and Yasmine did not refuse.

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

this man did not exist in the

to the hospital every day, only to be stopped by the guards arranged by Bryson

time, after confirming her condition with the doctor, he would leave again. The harm

didn’t want to

still in the hospital, unharmed but shaken, dealing with a heart condition and pregnancy, a situation that could not afford any

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

Yasmine, she was certain it was imperative. Just whenever Serana reached

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

the time. She had heard Serana pleading to be let in at

of her with a venom that made her teeth

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

sense of shame, none of this would have

anger. She set down the apple she had been slicing in half, got up, and flung the door open with a

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

‘partly’?” Aliza snapped back, her voice sharpened by anger. “Who do you think is primarily at

little, “I… It’s all