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.

you for the

only

thinking Serana’s smile was more

comforting.

on the sofa, perusing the stack of books she’d brought

mature, reserved charm that struck a chord with her.

her hand. Puzzled, he took her hand and kissed

disgust. “I wanted you to

smells nice,” he

dishes. So you like

him, his

Washing dishes?”

lips together tighter, withdrawing her hand.

work.”

into the drawer under the coffee table, pulling out

He squeezed

began to massage it

faint scent of flowers filled the air.

Boyd kissed them again,

do that

eyebrow, admiring her well-cared-for hands. “Fine,

I won’t

as he gently tugged at her

tonight?”

“Not

hand still

his hand away. “Of course.

you’re thinking about are off

frown deepened at

patted his shoulder.

on the coffee table. “What about starting next

Yasmine cut him off

“Five days from now.”

“No.”

“Three days.”

“No.”

Boyd swept the books off

headed for

night, no

the bed and leaned

mouth. “Serana’s still here. Have you

removed her hand.

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

it under the watchful

joking, Boyd sat

bed. “I’m

—

found that Boyd

stepped out, intending

Boyd was speaking with a detached

graduation.

he said.

sounded anxious. “I think my

was silent for a moment before conceding, “If

it’s up to you.”

sigh of

beginning of their conversation, but she had

about what it entailed.

bedroom, Serana stood up from the sofa,

lingering on her for a moment.

stood and handed Yasmine a glass of water.

temperature.”

glass, watching Serana pick up an orange peel from

it in the trash.

the way Bryson’s wife, Aliza,

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

it was

she prepared the meal.

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