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

had his own stubborn streak, “A little extra effort might do the

her last bite, glanced at the lingering gaze beside her, and with a

“You should eat more.”

unaccustomed to hearing such things

the seat across from him with her tray.

to eat

his empty bowl and accepted the bread.

on her vegetables and mumbled a vague, “Hmm. you know, Yasmine doesn’t like me

of the roll, “She’s just got a foul

kind of scared of her. I thought

feel like it was because of

“It’s over now.”

most well-versed in comforting others, felt a twinge of guilt

Yasmine, holding grudges was not her style—she neither

on such meaningless things.

her head softly, still

her, “What else

don’t know. I just feel like Yasmine

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 was wrong, but his unease

was spot-on. Half a month later, the day after Yasmine’s birthday,

scallions made its way to the

for lunch. Only this time, there were a

exquisite cake. The cafeteria

too.

her, his face contorted as if he

disliked sweets.

expression distant, not

“Happy Birthday.”

and turned to

chuckled, “Today’s your

on in

give you anything

whatever you wish for and put it in this jar. When I can

all come true

the empty jar, momentarily lost

in on my birthday, or

“Whenever you want, for

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

finger for the rest of my

nervously beside them, her tone treading lightly, “You know, this kind of talk usually leads

marriage, right?”

froze, then turned to her in unison.

their identical looks of confusion, unsure of what to

that how it goes on TV? These promises from

the expectation of marriage.”

pensive look, and she turned

her. “You know, I didn’t really

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