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.

lying still for a while, Boyd got

Boyd waiting, visibly more worn than

are you heading today? I

his earlier antics, but his haggard reflection irritated

“I slept.”

I’m taking the flowers out for

Boyd’s

Enjoying the flowers is supposed to be

she tossed aside her brush and left the room, heading downstairs in a more casual, airy outfit fitting her gardening

for the backyard. Boyd, reassured, directed a couple of servants to assist her and then went upstairs. From his study window, he could see Yasmine moving

quickly from exhaustion. Waking to bright light, he realized it was late

sofa. She

“Have you

even look at him, “Why wouldn’t I? Do

nodded, “Good.

lunch, Herschel arrived, accompanied by the same

to shield her from view. His gaze at Herschel was dark

sofa, stating flatly, “Let the doctors

another glance at Yasmine, who remained

you? She knew about your condition

he looked at Yasmine again. After a pause, his eyes darkened like a tornado aftermath, chaotic and devastated. “What exactly

silent. Boyd turned around, and Yasmine stood from the sofa. “That you’re mentally

Boyd paled, “I’m not…”

you’ve been locked in the study since yesterday afternoon, and you spent the whole night sitting on the floor by my bed. To my knowledge,

“Yasmine…”

to pretend. I tend to do things as I please, without considering others’ feelings. If I’m going to live with someone with a mental illness, who knows, one day, I might accidentally hit a nerve, and you’ll go crazy and

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“I promise!”

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