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

“What did she mean by that? Didn’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

her lips. “Of course, I won’t

hotel’s surveillance, he would never have been so certain nothing happened between her

Serana in the hallway, he had seen everything. So

at the time, and even if he wasn’t, he would never

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

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bruised face, her voice detached, “Why the silence? You show up

was silent for a long moment, knowing full well he had no right to say anything. “Do you really plan

decision is indeed you, though I won’t elaborate. It’s done on my part, and I’d rather you keep out of my life now, otherwise this marriage won’t mean much. Then again, instead of seeking absolution from me, perhaps you should turn your attention to Serana, who lost the

softly, “I’ve always said not to entangle with two women at

night, was it

To be with two men in one night, I

“Yasmine!”

to prod at Boyd’s raw nerve, earning her a sharp rebuke in

don’t recall being with you,” she quipped, her tone light. “So, you’re probably trying to say 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 been with other men, but I can’t stomach you rolling in the hay with another woman for that reason. I believe I’ve repeated what I wanted

straightened up, fixed her gaze on Boyd for a

door behind her without a moment’s hesitation, Boyd remained standing for a long while. He truly didn’t know why he

she couldn’t possibly marry him either. And then there

longed for Yasmine, yet he couldn’t just abandon Serana. Not before, and

could it be that it would remain closed for

he finally turned and

window, her expression blank as she watched his retreating figure. Slowly, her hand curled, her fingertips brushing against her lips, and though she appeared unchanged, her fist clenched tightly over her chest, trembling

Goodbye.

was