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

didn’t reply, only managing a

thinking Serana’s

comforting.

the sofa, perusing the

reserved charm that struck a chord

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

looked at him with faint disgust. “I wanted

smells nice,” he

just washed dishes. So you like

him, his brow

Washing dishes?”

pressed her lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand.

work.”

the drawer under the

cream. He squeezed

to massage

filled the air.

Boyd kissed them again,

that

arched an eyebrow, admiring her well-cared-for

won’t make it difficult for

head as he gently tugged at her

tonight?”

gave him a languid look. “Not going back until

paused, hand

smirked and pushed his hand away. “Of course. But until

things you’re thinking about

frown deepened at

patted his shoulder. “No room for

the coffee table. “What about

cut

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

books off the table, scooped

headed for

night,

and leaned over her, Yasmine put her

mouth. “Serana’s still here. Have you

removed her hand. “She’ll leave

squirmed out of his embrace. “Then

to doing it under the

she wasn’t joking, Boyd sat up

out of bed.

—

Boyd wasn’t in

and stepped out, intending to get a

left yet, and Boyd was speaking

still have two years before graduation. You’re thinking about this too

he said.

anxious. “I think my

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

it’s up to you.”

breathed a sigh of

beginning of their conversation, but she had a

about what it entailed.

Yasmine emerged from the bedroom, Serana

for a moment. “I’ve got

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

temperature.”

the glass, watching Serana pick up

the trash.

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

home. She would cook a table

son liked, tidy the house until it was spotless, and

she prepared the meal.

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