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,”

only managing a stiff

left the kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile was more

comforting.

on the sofa, perusing the

mature, reserved charm that struck

he took her hand and kissed it

looked at him with faint disgust. “I wanted

smells nice,”

you like

down beside him, his

Washing dishes?”

lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand. “I

work.”

drawer under the coffee

of hand cream. He squeezed

to

the

Boyd kissed

do that again,” he

admiring

asked so nicely, I won’t

head as he gently

tonight?”

languid look. “Not going back until you

paused, hand

pushed his hand away.

things you’re thinking about are off

deepened at her

his shoulder. “No room for

books on the coffee

cut him

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

books off the

and headed

night,

and leaned over

here. Have

her hand.

“Then we’ll talk after she leaves. I’m

the watchful eyes of a

wasn’t joking, Boyd sat

of bed. “I’m going

—

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

out, intending to get

yet, and Boyd was speaking with

still have two years before graduation.

he said.

“I think my major

moment before

it’s up to you.”

sigh

the beginning of their conversation, but she

about what it entailed.

bedroom, Serana stood up from the sofa,

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

Yasmine a glass of water.

temperature.”

pick up an orange

in the

the way Bryson’s wife, Aliza, would

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

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

she prepared the meal.

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