The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

“You see, this is just how bad of a person I am. Isn’t it really awful to trample on your sincerity like that? So, do you

still need to apologize to me?”

Serana bit her lip, defiance etched across her face, but tears betrayed her, streaming down her cheeks. “I didn’t

mean to,” she whimpered.

“Yeah, I know. So you don’t have to beat yourself up over it,” Yasmine retorted, her voice was cold as steel, yet

somehow, it sounded almost like comfort.

But how could Yasmine offer comfort? That was simply impossible.

Yasmine hooked the corner of her lip up in a smirk, stepped back, and glanced at the crushed petals on the ground,

letting out a soft, mocking chuckle. “Still, you really should think about it. Sometimes, your guilt trips, they’re

nothing but a hassle for everyone else.”

In response to her words, Serana, amidst the sadness and grievance, felt more perplexed than anything else.d2

Yasmine’s impatience flickered across her eyes. Talking to Serana was like talking to a brick wall.

Boyd stepped closer, “Before you go around playing the blame game, maybe you should take a good, hard look at

yourself. People are scared of you, and avoid you. When something goes wrong, you’re the first suspect. Ever

wondered why?”

Yasmine’s gaze lifted from the trampled remnants to Boyd’s face, her eyes twinkling with mirth but not a trace of

warmth.

“Why indeed? Maybe because I fancy myself a lone wolf, too proud to see any flaws in myself,” She said, the smile

on her lips growing more pronounced. “And yeah, everyone’s afraid of me, they push me away, and when trouble

strikes, I’m the scapegoat. Sounds to me like it’s all my fault.”

Her words left Boyd realizing he’d misspoken. He pursed his lips, ready to try again.

“I’m just saying, it wouldn’t hurt to be aware of this stuff sooner rather than later. I’m worried if you keep this up—”

“Oh? And how long has this ‘condition’ of mine been around? If I needed a wake-up call, what were you doing

before? Why wait until today, when I’ve made your darling cry to enlighten me?”

She glanced at Serana with a cold sneer inside, “So, I guess I should be thanking Miss Serana here, huh? Without

her stepping into the line of fire, I wouldn’t have had the pleasure of your heartfelt concern and advice.”

As Yasmine stepped toward Serana, Boyd blocked her path. Yasmine paused, tilting her chin up to meet his gaze.

age, but he had the height

“Yasmine, you’re too cynical. Serana’s just

I’m old enough

took a deep breath, struggling for calm. “Can’t you stop being so aggressive? I get that you’re

lot, but Serana is not like

not as cunning, you mean.” Yasmine interrupted, her laugh chilling. “Same speech, different

clear on

“Yasmine.”

you here, what could I possibly do to your precious? You think I could take you in

limits.”

frowned, “I would

quietly for a moment, “Who knows? Maybe one day, if

want to kill me.”

turned sour. But Yasmine just took a deep breath, dispassionately broke the gaze, and walked over to

to grab her

have the twisted pleasure of coming

next to

moment, Yasmine forced

to kill me after all.” With

door.

silent, and Bryson, standing at the entrance, waited respectfully for

director seemed to snap back to

forgot to mention, today is Yasmine’s last day here at Angel’s Haven Orphanage. Let’s

new life with a family of her own. We hope

productive member

no one else had realized

passing through the doorway with Bryson

exuding deference.

“Yasmine’s leaving?”

the way she’s acting, it looks

birthday, right? Was she waiting for us to finish celebrating

is pretty nice when you think about it. We wouldn’t have

more walking on eggshells around

no more delicious cake

she decide to leave because she’s upset, or was it

“Uh. Not sure.”

up to Yasmine, clutching at her backpack. “Yasmine, will

will be best for both of us if we do not see each

just going to leave like that? You always said Boyd was the

To leave

her backpack away without looking back. “I

kindness, and more importantly, no one to pick on

admiration for Yasmine as she watched her retreating figure.

She liked the inexplicable, cool, and elegant aura that Yasmine

admired everything about Yasmine, or more precisely, she worshipped her.

that kind

like an eternity

door, watching as Yasmine got

a rage—or

before.

seatbelt and