The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1933

Yasmine wouldn’t face him, not when Boyd was around, but the next moment, Boyd pulled back the covers and lay down next to her.

She scooted back slightly, only to be stopped by Boyd’s firm grip around her waist. “What are you going to do?”

Boyd inched closer, whispering, “To sleep.”

Yasmine frowned, attempting to turn away, but his hold was unyielding. “Boyd,” her voice held a warning note.

Unfazed, Boyd looked up at Yasmine with puppy-dog eyes. “I didn’t sleep last night.”

This sudden shift left Yasmine dumbfounded. Was this guy for real? A grown man, playing the sympathy card in front of her?d2

Taking advantage of her momentary shock, Boyd nuzzled closer, eyes closed, pulling her waist toward him.

Yasmine stiffened, “Boyd!”

“Let’s just sleep a bit more. Lack of rest ages you quick.”

Yasmine was speechless.

After a few futile attempts to break free, Yasmine resigned to her fate and drifted off again.

Only when her breathing became steady did Boyd dare to open his eyes, red and weary. He watched her, blinking as little as possible, holding his breath as if even his breath could shatter the precious moment before him. It had been too long since he had the chance to observe her peacefully, up close. This scene was too precious and beautiful.

Yasmine woke up around eight, later than usual. Boyd lay quietly by her side, his face showing signs of fatigue despite the rest. Time had marched on over two decades, pushing everyone forward.

She pursed her lips, shifted, and found she could move again. She slipped out of bed, grabbed her shoes, and went to freshen up in another room.

After ensuring she was gone, Boyd slowly opened his eyes. He couldn’t sleep, not with Yasmine so peacefully in front of him. He didn’t want to let her go, but knowing her temper, he wouldn’t get away with it for long.

She had allowed him to stay by her side, and that made him happy. He was greedy, but this was enough.

for a while, Boyd

Boyd waiting, visibly more worn than before. She gave him a cold

heading today? I can

to dwell on his earlier

“I slept.”

the flowers out for some sun. No plans to go

touched Boyd’s lips,

the flowers is supposed to be a pleasure.

and left the room, heading downstairs

of servants to assist her and then went upstairs. From his study window, he could see Yasmine moving the plants

and fell asleep quickly from exhaustion. Waking to bright light, he

on the living room sofa. She barely glanced at him, catching

“Have

“Why wouldn’t I? Do you think

nodded, “Good.

Herschel arrived, accompanied

Yasmine, suddenly anxious, awkwardly trying to shield her from view. His gaze

the sofa, stating flatly, “Let the doctors check you. If you’re better,

sneaking another glance at Yasmine,

tell you? She knew about your condition yesterday morning. No

a pause, his eyes darkened like a tornado aftermath, chaotic and devastated.

turned around, and Yasmine stood

Boyd paled, “I’m not…”

sitting on the floor by my bed. To my

“Yasmine…”

to live with someone with a mental illness, who knows, one day, I

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promise me

“I promise!”

“Do you really think I’d trust the word of a

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