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.

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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,” she

reply, only managing a

Serana’s smile was more unsettling

comforting.

the sofa, perusing the

that struck

her hand. Puzzled, he

with faint disgust. “I wanted you to smell

nice,” he

dishes. So you like

him, his brow

Washing dishes?”

lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand. “I

work.”

the drawer under the coffee table, pulling

of hand cream. He squeezed

began to

scent of flowers filled the

kissed them again,

that

an eyebrow, admiring her

I won’t

he gently

tonight?”

languid look. “Not

paused, hand still on

hand away.

about are off the

deepened

his shoulder. “No

the books on the coffee table.

cut him off

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

books off the table,

and headed for the

night, no

he laid her down on the bed and leaned over her, Yasmine put her

still here. Have you no

removed her hand. “She’ll

of his embrace. “Then

it under the watchful eyes of a

wasn’t joking, Boyd sat up

out of bed. “I’m

—

that Boyd wasn’t in

and stepped out, intending to get a

left yet, and Boyd was speaking with

have two years before graduation.

he said.

think my

a moment before conceding, “If you’ve really decided,

it’s up to you.”

sigh of

their conversation, but she had a

about what it entailed.

emerged from the bedroom, Serana stood up from

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

glass of water. “It’s at the

temperature.”

glass, watching Serana pick

toss it in the trash. She took a sip

of the way Bryson’s wife, Aliza, would

cook a table of dishes

tidy the house until it was spotless, and

she prepared the meal.

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