The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Yasmine stood her ground, not showing any intention of backing down. Her words froze Boyd’s advancing hand in mid-air.

“You really…”

“Yes, really. I didn’t need to make a spectacle and invite the press or the Summers clan just to put on a show for you.”

Boyd’s lips paled, “Are you trying to get back at me?”

Yasmine quirked an eyebrow and glanced at Derek, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. “A little bit of payback? Sure, perhaps. Choosing to tie the knot right now, it’s hard to say it has nothing to do with you.”

Boyd’s gaze was filled with sorrow, “To throw away your happiness for revenge, you wouldn’t do that…”d2

Yasmine nodded thoughtfully, “Sacrifice my happiness? Is it that the Summers’ reputation in P City isn’t stellar, or is Nick not up to par? Hardly. I’m too busy being over the moon to worry about that. Anything else you want to add, Mr. Boyd? I don’t think there’s much left for us to discuss.”

Boyd looked at her and said, “We are not complete strangers, no matter how cold you act, you can’t deny what we’ve been to each other.”

Yasmine raised an eyebrow, chuckled and said, “True, pretending to be strangers would be a bit much.”

She paused, then continued with a sardonic smile, “How’s Serana doing? I heard about the miscarriage on the news. Karma, isn’t it? But the rumor mill has it that it was your drunken misdeeds that caused it, not sparing a thought for her. Any truth to that gossip?”

Boyd’s expression froze, and he found himself speechless.

Yasmine’s gaze didn’t waver, and she didn’t miss the turmoil on his face. A faint frown crossed her forehead, followed by a mocking smile.

Sometimes, it seemed like fate had it all planned out. Her and Boyd, perhaps they were just never meant to be.

Forced together for so long, only to pass by each other in the end. She had known this all along.

When Derek glanced at Yasmine, he asked, “He lost control after having a few drinks? With Serana? He…”

Yasmine narrowed her eyes at him, “Curious about everything? Would you like me to share the details of my night with Nick? Maybe that would satisfy your curiosity?”

and after calling her shameless, he took a puzzled Aliza

that? Didn’t she say nothing happened

what she’s thinking, isn’t it? She wants to get rid of Boyd. And don’t you repeat this to anyone. I don’t think the Summers know the whole truth about their son and

“Of course, I won’t

grew somber. If Yasmine hadn’t asked him to handle the hotel’s surveillance, he would never have been

and then her encounter with Serana in the hallway, he had seen everything. So if there was any truth to Boyd’s misconduct, it involved Yasmine,

at the time, and even if he wasn’t, he would never have done anything to her in a clear state

know something, and whatever she told Serana in the hallway must have planted some idea in her

—

gaze swept over Boyd’s bruised face, her voice detached, “Why the silence? You show up looking like this, just to see me. It must be

knowing full well he had no right to say

City, and Nick is quite handsome, to my taste. But let me be clear, part of the reason for this decision is indeed you, though I won’t elaborate. It’s done on my part,

always said not to entangle with two women at once. Now you’ve got guilt on both sides. Still think

was it

with Nick that night but with you too? To be with two men in one night, I wonder how that would look

“Yasmine!”

were breezy yet they seemed to prod at Boyd’s raw nerve,

that you got wasted and mistook Serana for me. Sounds like a man of deep passion, but in the end, it’s the actions that count. You can deal with me having

on Boyd for a few more

remained standing for a long while. He truly didn’t know why he had rushed over here so recklessly. Was it just to get

moment, she couldn’t possibly marry him either. And then there was Serana, waiting for

for Yasmine, yet he couldn’t just abandon

door before him, could it be that it would remain closed for the rest of

long moment, he finally turned and staggered

she watched his retreating figure. Slowly, her hand curled, her fingertips brushing against her lips, and though she appeared unchanged, her

Goodbye.

was a farewell