The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1883

Boyd’s expression was one of pure distaste. “I reckon Bryson isn’t strapped for cash to buy some scallions.”

“There’s something different about growing them yourself. Besides, they grow fast. I can harvest them at least

twice in a month.”

“I noticed the director has a pot on his office windowsill. You’re awfully young to have such quirky tastes.”

Yasmine ignored him.

Two hours later, they both wrapped up their tasks.

After that, Boyd, who was usually a ghost around the place, seemed to be popping up everywhere. He was often

spotted fiddling around in the garden.d2

Occasionally, Yasmine’s figure would appear at the opposite flower bed, but her appearances were few and far

between.

Boyd’s lilies received no care from Yasmine, not even a passing glance. Yet Boyd found himself watching those

scallions grow with an odd sense of unease.

After half a month, Yasmine snipped the scallions and took them to the cafeteria, which meant two whole days of

scallion cuisine on the menu.

Boyd wasn’t fond of them.

Watching Yasmine shovel them into her mouth, Boyd couldn’t mask his aversion. “I always thought you didn’t care

for strong flavors.”

Yasmine, poised and unhurried, continued to eat, “That’s just your assumption. Though you’re not wrong, I

generally don’t like intense flavors. But I find this quite nice. Nothing in this world is absolute, you know. Tastes,

habits—they can change. You never know when something will just change.”

At her words, Boyd reluctantly took another bite.

Yasmine offered a small smile, “If you don’t like it, that is totally fine. No point in forcing yourself.”

“Maybe I’ll come to like it if I get used to it.”

She gave him a fleeting look, her smile light, “Pointless.”

Boyd kept his eyes on her, “But it’s all for the sake of liking them.”

Silence fell between them.

“Those lilies need special care, especially since it’s not the ideal planting season.”

know. I’m not that

his own stubborn streak, “A little extra effort might

her last bite, glanced at the lingering gaze beside her, and with a half-smile, stood up with

“You should eat more.”

her leave, unaccustomed to hearing

into the seat

roll, “Want to eat a

at his empty bowl and accepted the bread. “Who are you

vegetables and mumbled a vague,

took a bite of the roll, “She’s just

kind of scared of her. I thought she ruined the lilies last

feel like it was because of me that

“It’s over now.”

in comforting others, felt a twinge of

for Yasmine, holding grudges was not her style—she neither had the patience nor the

on such meaningless things.

her head softly,

“What else could

“I don’t know. I just feel like

that. If it’s

words stayed with Boyd, unsettling him. He couldn’t put his finger

a month later, the day

made its way to the cafeteria, and

time, there

slice of exquisite cake. The cafeteria buzzed with chatter, and

too.

held her cake while Boyd sat beside her, his face contorted as

sweets. Yasmine was no

her expression distant, not uttering a

“Happy Birthday.”

and turned to Boyd.

your

on

“I can’t give you anything

in this jar. When I can stand on my own two feet,

come true

held the empty jar,

wishes in on

looked resigned, “Whenever you want, for

hugged the jar. “Well, I’d better think hard. Mansions,

finger for the

tone treading lightly, “You know, this kind

marriage, right?”

Boyd froze, then turned to her in

of confusion, unsure of what

“Isn’t that how it goes on TV? These promises from boys to girls, and they’re

the expectation of marriage.”

took on a pensive look, and

reality, but his gaze lingered on her. “You know, I didn’t really

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