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.

you for the

reply, only managing a stiff

kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile

comforting.

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

mature, reserved charm that struck a

held out her hand. Puzzled, he took her hand and kissed

at him with faint disgust. “I wanted

smells nice,”

washed dishes. So you

her down beside him, his brow furrowing

Washing dishes?”

pressed her lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand. “I did half

work.”

into the drawer under the coffee

cream. He squeezed a

to massage it

the air. Once

kissed

that again,”

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

won’t make it difficult

his head as he gently tugged at her ear.

tonight?”

a languid look. “Not going back

hand still on her

pushed his hand away. “Of

you’re thinking about are

frown deepened at her

patted his shoulder. “No room

books on the coffee table. “What about starting next

cut

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

the books off the table,

headed for

night,

her down on the bed and leaned over her, Yasmine put her hand

here.

removed her hand. “She’ll

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

under the

joking, Boyd sat up

out of bed. “I’m going to

—

found that Boyd wasn’t in the bedroom. She

stepped out, intending to get a

Boyd was speaking

before graduation. You’re

he said.

think

was silent for a moment before conceding, “If you’ve really

it’s up to you.”

sigh of

their conversation, but she had a

about what it entailed.

the bedroom, Serana stood up from

on her for a moment. “I’ve got homework. I

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

temperature.”

glass, watching Serana pick up

in the trash. She took a sip

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

at home. She would cook a table of dishes that

house until it was spotless, and

she prepared the meal.

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