The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1921

After what felt like an eternity of chatting and laughter, the group had indulged in quite a few drinks.

Derek, ever the cautious one, had managed to hold back, but even he felt like he was floating on his way out.

Yasmine, who had never been one to hold her liquor, had craftily dodged a few rounds, but still ended up in a dizzy whirl.

And Nick, he was utterly plastered.

Yasmine instructed Derek to help Nick, directing them straight to the hotel. Whether Nick was a lightweight or not was beside the point. Relationships needed to be cemented. The suite at the hotel was her way of showing goodwill.

People said Nick was easily swayed, and that was largely true. Get on his good side, and he was putty in your hands. That was something worth praising, after all.d2

No matter how domineering his mother was, the family business was eventually going to be his.

On the way to the hotel, whether it was the drinks or motion sickness, Yasmine felt nauseous. As soon as they arrived, she dashed out of the car and bent over at the roadside to vomit.

“You okay?” Derek asked, pulling Nick out of the car and looking helplessly between him and Yasmine.

Yasmine waved him off, “Go on in. I’ll be there in a bit.”

Derek suggested, “You know, you might as well not go back tonight. Let’s just get a couple more rooms and stay here.”

“Sure.” Yasmine agreed, feeling like she couldn’t take much more. Alcohol really wasn’t her friend.

After purging what she could, Yasmine straightened up, wiped her mouth, and walked into the hotel lobby. She asked the front desk for a glass of water, rinsed her mouth, and then collapsed onto a table in the lobby’s sitting area. Her head was pounding, and she dreaded standing up, fearing the world would spin out of control.

When Boyd returned to the hotel and saw a familiar figure slumped over a table in the lounge, he staggered over. He knew her too well. Touching her flushed face, he softly called, “Yasmine…”

The receptionist handed Boyd his ID with a suspicious glance at the scene unfolding before them. “Do you know her, sir?”

Boyd smiled faintly, “Yes, she’s… she’s my girlfriend, and the mother of my child.”

The receptionist looked doubtfully at the pair of young adults before her. After Boyd picked Yasmine up in his arms.

furrowed her brows and lifted her gaze to glance at him, her eyes filled with confusion.

“Yeah… it’s me…”

by his name. Boyd couldn’t help but

the name Yasmine had murmured,

though groggy, instinctively resisted Boyd’s embrace, but her strength

closer, kissing her hair

me. Don’t be mad anymore. You can hit me, yell at

a surge of anger and pushed harder

lips with a kiss. No matter

both of them, a kind of automatic ignition when they were together, each

what had transpired. Boyd kept taking

in his own way. She felt as if she were being pulled into another world,

it was finally over, the dawn was breaking. Pushing away the sleeping man, Yasmine got out of bed, found her clothes, and dressed shakily. Her legs felt like jelly as

leaving, she glanced back at Boyd with an expressionless face and left the room. As she opened the door, she came face-to-face with Serana standing in the hallway. Serana’s smile, tinged with surprise, froze when she saw Yasmine. “What are you doing here?” Serana glanced at the room number and bit her

slightly protruding belly. “Is this hotel

conversation, simply walked past, her clothes

diverting her

forgiven him?” Serana suddenly

ahead, then slowly turned

back to B Country. I

looked at her calmly,

of you. Either forgive him and go to B Country with him, or if you can’t

narrowed slightly, staring at the carpet for a long moment.

hadn’t shown his face to her again. If it weren’t for that detective digging around and finding her, she was certain that

from Yasmine. “Look, I don’t owe you an explanation about me and him, but let me make one thing crystal clear—I will never forgive him. Never. You want to be with him? Fine, be with him. But Serana, just know this: happiness will always be out

least a guy like him, I bet he’ll never have the chance to have his own kids with another woman. How could he? He’s taken that right away from me. How could he even think about being a dad again after what he’s done? And then there’s the thought of facing your kid—what’s going to go through his mind when he looks

drained of color, and her

just stating the facts. Honestly, who’s

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