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.

you for the meal,”

didn’t reply, only

kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile was more unsettling

comforting.

was lounging on the sofa, perusing

a mature, reserved charm that struck a chord with her.

he took her hand

faint disgust. “I wanted you to smell it, not

nice,” he

just washed dishes. So you like the scent

pulled her down beside him,

Washing dishes?”

her lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand.

work.”

and reached into the drawer under the coffee table,

hand cream. He squeezed a

began to massage it

faint scent of flowers filled the

Boyd kissed them again,

do that

an eyebrow, admiring

nicely, I won’t make it

as he gently

tonight?”

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

hand still on her

away. “Of course. But until it’s done,

you’re thinking about are off the

deepened at

his shoulder. “No room for

at the books on the coffee table. “What about starting

cut him

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

books off the

and headed for

night,

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

mouth. “Serana’s still here.

removed her hand. “She’ll

squirmed out of his embrace. “Then we’ll

to doing it under the watchful eyes of a third

joking, Boyd sat up

of bed. “I’m

—

shower, Yasmine found that Boyd

out, intending to get

yet, and Boyd was speaking with

still have two years before graduation. You’re

he said.

“I think my major

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

it’s up to you.”

breathed a sigh of relief.

the beginning of their conversation, but she had

about what it entailed.

bedroom, Serana stood up from the

her for a moment. “I’ve

and handed Yasmine a glass of water.

temperature.”

Serana pick up

in the

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

capable wife at home. She would cook a table of dishes that her

until it was spotless, and

she prepared the meal.

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