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

left the kitchen, thinking Serana’s smile

comforting.

was lounging on the sofa, perusing

that struck a chord with her.

he took her hand

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

nice,”

So you like

beside him, his brow furrowing with

Washing dishes?”

her lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand.

work.”

chuckled and reached into the drawer under

squeezed

began to massage it

of flowers filled the air. Once her hands were soft

kissed

that

admiring

won’t make it difficult

he gently tugged at her ear.

tonight?”

languid look. “Not going back until you finish

Boyd paused, hand

away. “Of course. But until it’s

about are off the

frown deepened at her

his shoulder. “No room for

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

cut

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

frustration, Boyd swept the books off the table,

headed

tomorrow night, no

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

mouth. “Serana’s still here. Have

her hand. “She’ll leave

embrace. “Then we’ll

doing it under the watchful eyes of

wasn’t joking, Boyd sat up

of bed. “I’m

—

found that Boyd

out, intending to

left yet, and Boyd was speaking with a

graduation. You’re thinking about this too

he said.

anxious. “I think

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 a

about what it entailed.

from the bedroom, Serana

a moment. “I’ve got homework.

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

temperature.”

the glass, watching Serana pick up an orange

the trash. She took a sip

Bryson’s wife, Aliza, would play the

wife at home. She would cook a table of

house until it was spotless, and always speak softly

she prepared the meal.

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