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

Serana’s smile

comforting.

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

that struck a chord with

Puzzled, he took

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

nice,” he

you like the

beside him, his

Washing dishes?”

withdrawing her hand. “I did

work.”

into the drawer

cream. He squeezed a

to massage

flowers filled the air.

kissed them

that again,”

eyebrow, admiring her well-cared-for

nicely, I won’t

laughed, shaking his head as he

tonight?”

gave him a languid look. “Not going back until you finish

paused, hand still on

pushed his hand away. “Of

thinking about are off the

deepened at

shoulder.

at the books on the coffee table. “What about

cut him

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

off the table, scooped Yasmine

headed for the

tomorrow night,

on the bed and leaned over

“Serana’s still here.

removed her hand. “She’ll

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

under the watchful eyes

she wasn’t joking, Boyd

out of bed. “I’m going

—

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

out, intending to get a

and Boyd was speaking with a detached tone on

two years before graduation. You’re thinking

he said.

sounded anxious. “I think

a moment before conceding, “If

it’s up to you.”

a sigh

the beginning of their conversation, but she

about what it entailed.

Serana stood up

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

Yasmine a glass of water. “It’s at

temperature.”

glass, watching Serana pick up an

in the trash.

wife, Aliza, would play

wife at home. She would cook a table of

it was spotless, and always speak

she prepared the meal.

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