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 meal,” she

reply, only managing a stiff

the kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile was more

comforting.

perusing the stack of books

mature, reserved charm that struck a chord with

out her hand. Puzzled, he took her hand and

“I wanted you to smell

smells nice,” he

So you

pulled her down beside him, his brow furrowing with suspicion.

Washing dishes?”

together tighter, withdrawing her hand. “I did half

work.”

chuckled and reached into the drawer under

hand cream. He squeezed a generous amount

to massage it

scent of flowers filled the air. Once her hands were soft

Boyd kissed them

that

arched an eyebrow, admiring her

asked so nicely, I won’t make it difficult for

head as he gently tugged

tonight?”

gave him a languid look. “Not going back until

paused, hand still

and pushed his hand away.

you’re thinking about are

frown deepened at

shoulder.

on the

cut

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

frustration, Boyd swept the books off the table,

and headed

tomorrow night, no

the bed and leaned over her, Yasmine

still here.

her hand. “She’ll

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

the watchful

joking, Boyd

of bed. “I’m going to

—

shower, Yasmine found that Boyd wasn’t in

intending

was speaking with a detached

before graduation. You’re thinking

he said.

sounded anxious. “I think my major

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

it’s up to you.”

breathed a sigh of relief.

the beginning of their conversation, but she had

about what it entailed.

emerged from the bedroom, Serana stood up from

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

stood and handed Yasmine a glass of

temperature.”

watching Serana pick up an orange peel from

toss it in the

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

wife at home. She would cook a

son liked, tidy the house until it

she prepared the meal.

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