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.

the meal,”

reply, only managing

kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile

comforting.

on the sofa, perusing the stack

charm that struck a chord with her.

he took

looked at him with faint disgust. “I wanted you to smell it, not

smells nice,”

So you like

beside him, his brow

Washing dishes?”

withdrawing her

work.”

chuckled and reached into the drawer under the coffee table, pulling

squeezed a generous amount

began to massage it

flowers filled the air. Once her hands were soft

Boyd kissed them

do that again,” he

eyebrow, admiring her

so nicely, I won’t make it

he gently tugged at

tonight?”

a languid look. “Not

paused, hand

hand away.

thinking about are off

frown deepened at

his shoulder. “No

glanced at the books on the

cut

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

off the table, scooped Yasmine into

headed

night,

down on the bed and

mouth. “Serana’s still here. Have you

hand. “She’ll leave

embrace. “Then we’ll talk after she leaves.

it under the

joking, Boyd

bed. “I’m going

—

Yasmine found that Boyd wasn’t in the bedroom. She dried

stepped out, intending

hadn’t left yet, and Boyd was speaking with

two years before graduation.

he said.

anxious. “I think my major

before

it’s up to you.”

breathed a sigh of

hadn’t caught the beginning of their conversation, but

about what it entailed.

emerged from the bedroom, Serana stood up from the

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

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

temperature.”

Serana pick

it in the trash. She took a sip

way Bryson’s wife,

cook a table of

tidy the house until it was

she prepared the meal.

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