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.”

“I know. I’m

own stubborn streak, “A little extra effort might do

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

“You should eat more.”

to hearing such things from

seat across from him

roll, “Want to eat a

his empty bowl and accepted the

nibbled on her vegetables and mumbled a vague,

took a bite of the roll, “She’s just

ate in small bites, “Anyway, I’m kind of scared of her. I thought she ruined the lilies last time. Even

was said, I feel like it was because of me that she ended up

“It’s over now.”

most well-versed in comforting others, felt a twinge of guilt himself for having wronged

for Yasmine, holding grudges was not her style—she neither had the

on such meaningless things.

shook her head softly, still uncertain, “Is it really

looked at her, “What else

her head again, “I don’t know. I just feel like Yasmine was really angry back then. She’s

never seen her explode like that. If it’s truly okay now, that would be

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

Half a month later,

scallions made its way to the cafeteria, and there was another unavoidable

lunch. Only this time,

exquisite cake. The cafeteria buzzed with chatter, and Ava

too.

her, his face contorted as

disliked sweets. Yasmine

distant,

“Happy Birthday.”

turned to

chuckled, “Today’s your

on

clear glass jar. “I can’t give you anything fancy right now, and probably won’t for

down whatever you wish for and put it in this jar. When I can stand on my own two feet,

come true

empty jar,

wishes in

resigned, “Whenever you want, for anything you

an eyebrow and hugged the jar. “Well, I’d better think hard.

to lift a finger for the rest

tone treading lightly, “You know, this kind of

marriage, right?”

froze, then turned to her in unison.

looks of confusion, unsure of what to say next. After a tense moment,

it goes on TV? These promises from boys

the expectation of marriage.”

on a pensive look, and she

lingered on her. “You know, I

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