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

only managing a

kitchen, thinking Serana’s

comforting.

on the sofa, perusing

charm that struck a chord

he took her hand and

looked at him with faint disgust. “I wanted you to smell

nice,” he

So you like

him, his brow

Washing dishes?”

lips together tighter, withdrawing

work.”

reached into the drawer under the coffee

He squeezed a generous amount onto Yasmine’s

to massage

filled the air.

Boyd kissed them

that again,”

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

I won’t make

head as he gently tugged at her ear.

tonight?”

languid look. “Not

Boyd paused, hand still

away. “Of course. But

thinking about are

deepened at

his shoulder. “No

on the coffee table. “What about starting

Yasmine cut him off

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

books off the

headed for

night, no

he laid her down on the bed and leaned

here. Have you no

her hand.

squirmed out of his embrace. “Then we’ll talk after she leaves.

the watchful

joking, Boyd sat up

got out of bed.

—

Boyd wasn’t in

out, intending to get a

Boyd was speaking

years before graduation. You’re thinking

he said.

anxious. “I think my major is totally

was silent for a moment before conceding, “If

it’s up to you.”

a sigh of

of their conversation, but she had a

about what it entailed.

the bedroom, Serana stood up from the

for a moment. “I’ve

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

temperature.”

pick up an orange peel from

and toss it in the trash. She took a sip

of the way Bryson’s wife,

would cook a table of dishes that her

it was

she prepared the meal.

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