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

only managing a stiff

Serana’s smile

comforting.

on the sofa, perusing the stack of

that struck a chord with her.

hand. Puzzled, he took her hand and

faint disgust. “I wanted you to

smells nice,” he

So you

pulled her down beside him, his

Washing dishes?”

pressed her lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand.

work.”

into the drawer under the coffee table,

He squeezed a generous

began to

of flowers filled the air. Once her

kissed them

do that again,” he

admiring

won’t

head as he gently tugged at

tonight?”

look. “Not going back until

paused, hand still

hand away. “Of

things you’re thinking about are

deepened at her

shoulder. “No room for

the coffee

cut him off

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

swept the books off the

headed for

tomorrow night, no

her down on the bed and leaned over her,

here. Have you no

removed her hand.

“Then we’ll talk after she

the watchful

wasn’t joking, Boyd sat

out of bed. “I’m going to

—

Yasmine found that Boyd wasn’t in the

and stepped out, intending

was speaking with a detached

before graduation. You’re thinking

he said.

think

a moment before conceding, “If you’ve really

it’s up to you.”

sigh of relief.

caught the beginning of their conversation,

about what it entailed.

emerged from the bedroom, Serana stood up

a moment. “I’ve got

a glass

temperature.”

the glass, watching Serana pick up an orange

in the trash. She took

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

would cook a table

house until it was spotless, and

she prepared the meal.

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