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.

for the meal,”

only managing a stiff

Serana’s smile was more

comforting.

lounging on the sofa, perusing the stack of books she’d brought

a mature, reserved charm that struck a chord

out her hand. Puzzled, he

disgust. “I wanted you to

smells nice,” he

washed dishes. So you like the

down beside him, his brow furrowing with suspicion.

Washing dishes?”

withdrawing her hand.

work.”

reached into the drawer under

of hand cream. He squeezed a generous amount onto

to

the air. Once

Boyd kissed them again,

do that again,” he

eyebrow, admiring her

I won’t make it difficult

shaking his head as he gently

tonight?”

a languid look. “Not going

paused, hand still on her

smirked and pushed his hand away. “Of course. But until

thinking about are off

frown deepened

patted his shoulder. “No room

on the coffee table. “What about starting

Yasmine cut

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

off the table, scooped Yasmine

and headed

night, no

and

here. Have

hand. “She’ll leave

embrace. “Then we’ll

the watchful eyes of a third

joking, Boyd sat

got out of bed. “I’m going

—

shower, Yasmine found that Boyd wasn’t in the bedroom.

stepped out, intending to get a

and Boyd was speaking with a detached tone

still have two years before graduation. You’re

he said.

anxious. “I think

a moment before conceding, “If

it’s up to you.”

sigh

the beginning of their

about what it entailed.

emerged from the bedroom, Serana stood up from

a moment. “I’ve got homework. I should head

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

temperature.”

watching Serana pick up an

table and toss it in the trash. She took a

of the way Bryson’s wife, Aliza, would play the part

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

the house until it was spotless, and always speak softly

she prepared the meal.

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