The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1891

After dinner, Yasmine and Serana tidied up the dining area.

“Cleaning up” was a generous term, considering Serana was doing most of the

work.

Yasmine, who had grown up in an orphanage, may not have had the easiest

childhood, but she was never required to do chores like cooking, laundering, or

chopping wood. Once she left the orphanage, such tasks were even further from

her reality. Her hands were soft and beautiful, with slender, pale fingers.

Standing beside Serana at the sink, the most Yasmine would do was to wipe

down the already clean dishes. And she had this air about her, as if she had

done some monumental task that deserved high praise.

Enter title…

Serana wasn’t much of a talker. It seemed ever since Yasmine started dating

Boyd, Serana had become even quieter. The time they spent washing dishes

was particularly tough for her. The moment the last plate was dried, she let out a

sigh of relief and quickly said, “There’s nothing left to do now, Yasmine. You

should get on with your evening.”

Yasmine rinsed her hands under the faucet and watched Serana put away the

dishes. “I’ve always meant to say, you have a real knack for cooking and

cleaning,” she said.d2

Serana paused for a moment, then smiled at her. “I’m just curious about these

things, so I tend to pay more attention. Boyd isn’t too keen on eating out. If you

have the time, I could teach you a few of his favorite dishes.”

Yasmine chuckled and shook her head. “No time for that.”

After putting away the utensils, Serana turned and gave her a strained smile.

“They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. I’m sure Boyd would

be delighted if you cooked for him.”

“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach?” Yasmine smirked, looking at

her. “Is that what you thought back then?”

Serana’s smile froze instantly. Her eyes locked with Yasmine’s for a few

seconds before she forced herself to look away, her grip tightening on the edge

of the countertop. “It seems like you’ve misunderstood something about us,”

Serana said softly.

Yasmine observed her for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. “Why so

tense? Who did I misunderstand you with?” she teased.

Serana bit her lip, replying quietly, “Nothing…”

Noticing Serana’s trembling hand on the counter, Yasmine’s eyes sharpened.

you for the meal,”

only managing a

thinking Serana’s smile

comforting.

sofa, perusing the stack

reserved charm that struck a

out her hand. Puzzled, he took her

him with faint disgust. “I wanted you to

nice,”

just washed dishes. So you like the

down beside him, his brow furrowing

Washing dishes?”

together tighter, withdrawing her

work.”

and reached into the drawer under the coffee table, pulling

squeezed a generous amount

began to

scent of flowers filled the air. Once her hands were

kissed them again,

that again,”

eyebrow, admiring her well-cared-for hands. “Fine,

nicely, I won’t make it

laughed, shaking his head as he

tonight?”

a languid look. “Not going back

hand still

his hand away.

you’re thinking about are off

deepened

his shoulder. “No room for

books on the coffee table. “What

cut him

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

books off the table,

and headed for the

tomorrow night,

down on the bed and leaned

“Serana’s still here. Have

removed her hand. “She’ll

his embrace. “Then we’ll talk after she

the watchful eyes of

joking, Boyd sat

out of bed. “I’m going to

—

Boyd wasn’t

and stepped out, intending to get

yet, and Boyd was speaking with a detached tone on the

before graduation. You’re thinking

he said.

anxious. “I think my major is totally

moment before conceding, “If

it’s up to you.”

breathed a sigh

their conversation,

about what it entailed.

from the bedroom, Serana stood

lingering on her for a moment. “I’ve got homework. I

stood and handed Yasmine a glass of water. “It’s at

temperature.”

Serana pick up an orange peel

toss it in the trash. She took a sip of

her of the way Bryson’s wife, Aliza,

wife at home. She would cook a table of dishes that

tidy the house until it was spotless, and always speak softly

she prepared the meal.

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