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.”

nodded nonchalantly, “I know. I’m not

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

lingering gaze beside her, and with a half-smile, stood up with her

“You should eat more.”

leave, unaccustomed to hearing such

slid into the seat

roll, “Want to eat a bit

looked at his empty bowl and accepted

her vegetables and mumbled a vague, “Hmm. you know,

took a bite of the roll, “She’s just got a foul

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

feel like it was because of me that she

“It’s over now.”

not the most well-versed in comforting others, felt a twinge of guilt himself for having

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

on such meaningless things.

softly, still uncertain, “Is it

her, “What else could there

just feel like Yasmine was

like that.

couldn’t put his finger on

perceptiveness was spot-on. Half a month later,

of scallions made its way to the

for lunch. Only this time, there were a few extra

cake. The cafeteria

too.

while Boyd sat beside her, his face contorted as if he were

sweets. Yasmine

expression distant, not

“Happy Birthday.”

paused and turned to Boyd.

chuckled, “Today’s your

on in

clear glass jar. “I can’t give you

in this jar. When

all come true without

jar, momentarily

I only put wishes in on my birthday, or any

looked resigned, “Whenever you want,

jar. “Well, I’d better think

a finger for the rest of my

them, her tone treading lightly, “You know, this kind

marriage, right?”

froze, then turned to her in unison.

their identical looks of confusion, unsure of what to say

on TV? These

the expectation of marriage.”

on a pensive look, and she turned

lingered on her. “You know, I didn’t really think too much

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