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.

for the meal,”

didn’t reply, only managing

Serana’s

comforting.

the sofa, perusing the stack of books

a mature, reserved charm that struck a chord

Puzzled, he took

“I wanted you to smell it, not kiss

nice,” he

just washed dishes. So you like

down beside him,

Washing dishes?”

tighter, withdrawing

work.”

the drawer under the coffee table, pulling

He squeezed a

to massage it

the air. Once her

kissed them

do that again,”

eyebrow, admiring her

so nicely, I won’t make it difficult

laughed, shaking his head as he gently tugged at her

tonight?”

a languid look. “Not going

hand still on

his hand away. “Of course. But until it’s

you’re thinking about

frown deepened at her

shoulder. “No room for

on the coffee table. “What about starting

cut him

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

books off the table, scooped

headed

tomorrow night, no

her down on the bed and

here. Have you

her hand.

“Then we’ll talk after she leaves.

doing it under the watchful eyes of

joking, Boyd sat up

out of bed.

—

Yasmine found that Boyd wasn’t

intending to get

and Boyd was speaking with

two years before graduation. You’re thinking about

he said.

“I think my major is totally

for a moment before conceding,

it’s up to you.”

breathed a sigh

of their conversation, but she had a

about what it entailed.

Yasmine emerged from the bedroom, Serana

lingering on her for a moment.

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

temperature.”

Serana pick up an orange

the trash. She took a

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

would cook a table of dishes

until it was spotless,

she prepared the meal.

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