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

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

what, I’m old enough to be her

struggling for calm. “Can’t you stop being so aggressive? I get that you’re sharp,

but Serana is

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

I’m pretty clear

“Yasmine.”

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

limits.”

“I would never

a moment, “Who knows? Maybe one day, if Serana really

want to kill me.”

deep

grab

don’t have the twisted pleasure of coming back

next to Boyd, her

a moment, Yasmine

you probably won’t get the chance to kill me after all.” With those words, Yasmine headed for the

door.

Bryson, standing at the

back to reality and hastily

day here at Angel’s Haven Orphanage. Let’s all congratulate her as

a family of her own. We hope she grows

productive member of

had realized

care less, her slim figure passing through the doorway

exuding deference.

“Yasmine’s leaving?”

director just said. And the way she’s acting, it looks like she’s

birthday, right? Was she waiting for us to

you think about it. We wouldn’t have

though. No more walking

more delicious

because she’s upset, or was it

“Uh. Not sure.”

at her backpack. “Yasmine, will I ever

best for both of us if we do not see

You always said Boyd was the closest thing

leave

without looking back. “I think he’ll be

and more importantly, no one to pick on his little

heart filled with admiration for Yasmine as she watched her retreating figure. From start to finish,

inexplicable, cool, and elegant aura that

she admired everything about Yasmine, or more precisely,

to be that

seemed like an eternity before it finally

against the car door, watching as Yasmine got

Boyd’s voice rang out, tinged with a rage—or perhaps some

before.

and