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.

but

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

what, I’m old enough to

struggling for calm. “Can’t you stop being so aggressive? I

a lot, but Serana is not like

not as cunning, you mean.” Yasmine interrupted, her laugh

pretty clear

“Yasmine.”

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

limits.”

“I would

“Who knows? Maybe one day, if Serana really

want to kill me.”

turned sour. But Yasmine just took a deep breath, dispassionately broke

to grab

don’t have the twisted pleasure of coming back just

backpack over one shoulder, Yasmine stood next to Boyd,

moment, Yasmine forced

kill me after all.”

door.

silent, and Bryson, standing at

to snap back to

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

our care and starts a new life with a family of her own. We hope she grows up healthy, happy, and

member of

few teachers, no one else had realized what happened. The sparse applause sounded

her slim figure passing through the doorway

exuding deference.

“Yasmine’s leaving?”

the way she’s

Was she waiting for us

think about it. We wouldn’t have had such

riddance, though. No more walking on

no more delicious

leave because she’s

“Uh. Not sure.”

to Yasmine, clutching at her backpack. “Yasmine, will I ever see you

both of us if we do not see

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

To leave under these

looking back. “I think he’ll

kindness, and more importantly, no one to pick on his

she watched her

the inexplicable, cool, and

every gesture, she admired everything about Yasmine, or more precisely,

to be that kind

stood frozen in place for what seemed like an eternity before it finally clicked, and he

the car door, watching

with a rage—or

before.

and cast him a