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,” she

didn’t reply, only managing

the kitchen, thinking Serana’s

comforting.

perusing the stack

struck

held out her hand. Puzzled, he

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

smells nice,”

you

pulled her down beside him, his brow furrowing with suspicion.

Washing dishes?”

lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand. “I did

work.”

into the drawer under the

cream. He squeezed

to massage it

the air. Once her

kissed

do that

an eyebrow, admiring her well-cared-for hands.

asked so nicely, I won’t make it

his head as he gently

tonight?”

a languid look. “Not going

hand

his hand away.

about are off

deepened at

shoulder. “No

books on the

Yasmine cut him

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

off the table,

headed for

tomorrow night,

bed and leaned over her, Yasmine put her

still here. Have

her hand.

his embrace. “Then we’ll

doing it under the watchful

joking,

of bed.

—

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

stepped out, intending

left yet, and Boyd was speaking with a detached tone

have two years before graduation. You’re thinking

he said.

sounded anxious. “I think my major is totally

before conceding, “If you’ve really decided,

it’s up to you.”

sigh

their conversation, but she

about what it entailed.

bedroom, Serana stood up from the

for a moment. “I’ve

and handed Yasmine a glass

temperature.”

Serana pick

table and toss it in the

her of the way Bryson’s wife, Aliza, would

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

the house until it

she prepared the meal.

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