The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1930

“Yasmine, don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you again. I’ll protect you, I swear you won’t get hurt again.”

Her body tensed, “Let go of me.” But Boyd only held her tighter.

Yasmine began to struggle, “Let go. You’re hurting me!”

Boyd immediately released her, his gaze scanning her body, his voice gravelly with concern. “Where?”

Yasmine pushed him away, “Stay away from me! I don’t need your protection right now. On the contrary, you just hurt me. Don’t come near me. Get out!”

Her roar halted Boyd’s advance, and after a lingering look, he indeed stepped back a few paces. “Don’t get worked up, I’ll get you a glass of water,” he said, trying to calm the situation.d2

Yasmine’s hands trembled slightly, barely able to contain her emotions.

When the door opened again, she flinched, but it wasn’t Boyd who entered.

“Madam, are you alright?” The maid asked, concern evident in her voice upon seeing Yasmine’s condition.

Yasmine shook her head.

“Mr. Boyd asked me to bring you water.”

She took the glass. The warmth seeping into her hands helped her calm down. “Where is he?” she inquired after taking a sip.

“He is in the study.”

Boyd spent the entire afternoon alone in the study, even missing dinner. At half-past eight, he reappeared in the room, a glass of milk in hand, as punctual as ever.

The next day, Yasmine visited Greenfield Village.

Three days later, Herschel unexpectedly showed up at the villa, so Yasmine stayed at home.

“Ms. Yasmine.” Herschel had always been respectful towards Yasmine, but he was not one to smile or speak much. A simple “Ms. Yasmine” from him sounded devoid of emotion.

Yasmine was puzzled by Herschel’s presence. After all, he was in charge of the affairs in Country B – it was unlikely he had time to spare for a visit here.

Despite knowing she shouldn’t pry, with Boyd’s recent odd behavior, she couldn’t help but ask, “What brings you here?”

“I’ve come to see Father.”

Of course.

“What’s… what’s wrong with him?”

you don’t

around her, “What

twitched, “Well,

word, Herschel made his way straight to the study.

the study, he noticed Yasmine trailing behind. He let the door stay

furrowed his brow upon seeing Herschel.

threshold of the study, the scent of unlit tobacco wafting out. The crystal ashtray on the desk

voice was chilly as he scanned the room, “You

place to

was firm, “Ms. Yasmine may not be entirely indifferent to you. If you continue like this,

won’t scare her. She worries about me? I don’t want her to worry. But I also want her to worry about me…. She doesn’t wish me well, and she hates me. If I’m doing poorly, she

tighter. What was happening to Boyd? Why would he say

worry

not at the point where you need to

took a deep breath and said, “She hates you, yes, but she forced you away and now wants to leave you. Do you think it’s all

She hated him, even though she knew he loved her. She chose to marry another man to punish him, to make

to ask?

the time you forced her to leave or now that she’s determined to leave you,

eyes flickered, and

while, Boyd’s voice carried from the

“She refuses to compromise. You know this clinging won’t elicit any response from her. This vicious

study

so I’ll follow her wherever

left the study with a stern face, crossing paths with Yasmine. Their eyes met

were downstairs did Yasmine speak,

the couch. “As you’ve seen,

faltered, then she scoffed. “Driven mad by me? Well, I must really be a curse.

him. He

so they were back at an

come all this way

a few more years. Either you two separate, or

take the former,” Yasmine declared, without

heartless. If he had even half the indifference you do,

just smiled faintly, unfazed. “So how do

she had a knack for getting under his skin. His father’s downfall wasn’t without reason, after all. “He refuses to go back home with me. So

a grudge, and he shouldn’t dwell

towering presence over her. “You better not rile him

of a heart attack, and took her

was pushed down

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