The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Herschel’s eyes caught the flash of panic that swept across Boyd’s face.

Yasmine said, “After all, it was my birthday present. Remember what you said when you gave it to me?”

Even though Herschel didn’t know exactly what had happened back then, Boyd’s expression had given him a pretty good guess.

Boyd’s face went pale, his fingers twitching slightly at his sides. “Yasmine…”

“Boyd, I actually believe you love me. Otherwise, why do you think I would hold onto the pain of our separation all these years without seeking revenge?”

It was clear to everyone. Yasmine had made her move. And Boyd, no doubt, was acutely aware.d2

Yasmine always knew Boyd was sharp, his gaze usually filled with wisdom and calm. She understood that he knew very well himself.

Just look at him now. Boyd showed no reaction. He knew, after all.

Anger began to coil within Herschel. If anyone dared claim to be the worst in the world, they’d be second to her. She had a way of tormenting someone without even being present, a talent unmatched.

“I love you.” Boyd’s head hung low as he stood opposite her, his eyes downcast and unreadable, but his voice, hoarse and subdued, betrayed his turmoil, grief, and helplessness.

Yasmine’s lips curled into a smile. “I know, and that’s why I think you remember every promise you made to me, including the one about the birthday gift.”

After speaking, she glanced at him, murmured “Wait for me,” and climbed the stairs.

Boyd remained motionless. The moment Yasmine turned, he thought of fleeing. He guessed what she was going to do upstairs. He didn’t want to face what was coming, but she had asked him to wait.

Herschel could feel the restraint and anxiety emanating from Boyd, knowing he was desperate to escape. Boyd’s emotions were on the verge of explosion; Herschel’s face turned stern as he reached for Boyd’s arm.

“Dad.”

He hesitated as his eyes fell on Boyd’s clenched fists, the veins on his forearms protruding, muscles taut and trembling.

Herschel’s heart sank. He signaled to the two men beside him, who immediately took action. One stood by Boyd’s side while the other opened a case he had been carrying.

The sound of the case unlocking made Boyd flinch. He turned to see the open case. The restraint in his eyes finally quivered. He slowly looked up at Herschel, his body still, his voice scraping harshly. “Get out.”

Herschel was taken aback by the extreme coldness in his demeanor. “Dad, what you need right now is to stay calm, or Ms. Yasmine will…”

He was interrupted by a faint noise from the staircase.

Boyd’s face, already roiling with emotion, suddenly composed itself, although his expression remained unnatural for a few seconds before he turned to look up the stairs. The hands that had been clenched now relaxed slightly.

When he saw Yasmine’s figure and the clear glass bottle in her hands, he couldn’t help but step back.

The doctors behind him had prepared the injection, waiting silently for instruction.

his expression pained as he

mouth twisting into

again. “No. Yasmine, can

Then what’s the point of

was at a

enough what

uncontrollably, “I can’t let you go. If I let you go,

a plain and simple

answer was expected. Boyd’s mouth moved silently, forming

to Boyd, who attempted to retreat, but she caught his wrist and placed the glass jar into his hand. Yasmine

over his, pressing his fingers around the jar, and then looked up at him with a

grip on his hand tightened, insisting he hold

a soft, sincere smile on Yasmine’s face, unlike her usual cold, sarcastic, dismissive ones, he was dazzled. Her eyes were so tender, a rarity in his life. Perhaps he had never seen

carried an air of grace that

his

the promise you made to me all those

harsh reality in front of him was inescapable.

was a picture of pleading, his eyes reddening, his Adam’s apple bobbing with a series of swallows. Despite his efforts to rein in his emotions, the more

Boyd’s limit was surely above everyone else’s. His attempt to hide his pain yet showing traces of it indicated

a mix of revulsion and deep resentment. He understood she had her unforgivable stance and reasons, but what he saw now

no heart?” Herschel couldn’t hold

at him, withdrawing her hand, and addressed Boyd, “How are you holding up? If you

Boyd’s eyes flickered.

for over twenty years, and you’ve pretended not to know for just as long. Now, there’s no need

but the next second, he stiffened, a turbulent wave crashing through the depths of his

of emotions mingled,

his daughter as a father but feared this was Yasmine’s final farewell. He was torn, caught in

door. Boyd carefully placed the glass bottle on the coffee table and quickly followed her. He couldn’t leave Yasmine behind,

signaled to the

the outside, ordered

and calmly asked, “Are you sure you won’t

“I won’t.”

he should bring the two along, Yasmine spoke again. “As long as you’re

Greenfield Village to meet Chloe, and having two doctors tagging along would have

with the two professionals

Village was bustling with joy

moving. Yasmine looked over at him and stepped out of the car.Books Chapters Are

hesitated before finally opening the door and getting out. Facing the closed gates, he was

it from afar, but now that he was here, he felt fear. He wondered how Chloe would react to the truth. Perhaps she would feel that her mother had been wronged, or even

further, the butler opened the door, greeted Yasmine, and then cast a

the living