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 he had

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

old enough to

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

a lot, but Serana is

cunning, you mean.” Yasmine interrupted, her laugh chilling. “Same speech, different day.

I’m pretty clear on some

“Yasmine.”

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

limits.”

frowned, “I would never hit

knows? Maybe one day, if Serana really got hurt by

want to kill me.”

a deep breath, dispassionately broke the gaze, and walked over

grab her

don’t have the twisted pleasure of

her backpack over one shoulder, Yasmine stood next to Boyd, her eyes

a moment, Yasmine forced a

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

door.

fell silent, and Bryson, standing at the entrance,

snap back to

is Yasmine’s last day here

starts a new life with a family of her own.

member of

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

care less, her slim figure passing

exuding deference.

“Yasmine’s leaving?”

the way she’s acting, it

waiting for

it. We wouldn’t

more walking on eggshells around

no more delicious

leave because she’s upset,

“Uh. Not sure.”

her backpack. “Yasmine, will I

best for both of us if we do not

lip quivered. “You’re just going to leave like that? You always said Boyd was

To leave under

her backpack away without looking back. “I think he’ll be relieved. Finally, no one

one to

she watched her retreating figure. From

the inexplicable, cool, and

word, every gesture, she admired everything about Yasmine, or

be that

for what seemed like an eternity

car door,

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

before.

seatbelt and cast him a