The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Boyd idly pushed around the green beans on his plate and said coolly, “Compared to before.”

“Yeah. With all those books you read, you should grasp the concept of self-awareness. I know I’m not the most

straightforward person, and someday I might do something that’ll make y’all cringe. But what bugs me most is,

even if what they say is true, I can’t stand people bad-mouthing me. I won’t give them the satisfaction of calling me

shameless behind my back. I don’t need that kind of gossip in my life.”

Boyd watched as she flicked the onions from her salad to the side, her face twisted in disgust. He smirked slightly, “I

thought you didn’t care about such things?”

“So I should just let everyone nitpick at me?” Yasmine’s appetite vanished as she shoveled a few more forkfuls of

mashed potatoes into her mouth. “I am also a human being. I don’t care, so does that mean anyone can freely slap

a label on me?”

Boyd just looked at her, “You can always set the record straight.” He slowly took another bite, “But this is because

of what I said to you in art class, isn’t it? If it isn’t you, you could explain, or prove your innocence.”

Yasmine’s movements quickened, and soon her plate was empty, save for the pile of onions in the corner.d2

“No need.” She slammed her fork down a bit too hard, “If I’m already so despicable in everyone’s eyes, what’s the

point? Proving myself once means I might have to do it again. Who am I proving my innocence for? Them? Or you?

Who among you is worthy of my explanation?”

A shadow fell across Boyd’s usually clear-cut gaze. “It seems you feel quite wronged indeed.”

Yasmine stared at him for a moment before standing up abruptly. “You’re right, I’m no saint. To suffer baseless

accusations is indeed a grievance.”

Boyd finished his last bite of food, “So, isn’t that also one of the reasons to clear your name?”

“Not good enough.” Yasmine raised her voice, her chin up, her eyes looking down at Boyd with a chilly smile,

“They’ve wronged me for no reason, and you think proving my innocence is that simple?”

She picked up her plate and pushed back her chair, “They made me suffer, and I intend to make them suffer more.

Today, thanks to you, Boyd, I realized I still have a twisted sense of humor. An eye for an eye makes life more

interesting. So everyone had better watch out. Don’t think I’m just talking. I’m full of cunning plans, and not using

them would be a disservice.”

The whole cafeteria fell silent.

All the kids were looking at Yasmine, with confusion, disgust, and fear in their eyes. There were few people around

Yasmine, and fear of her was definitely a part of the reason.

Boyd glanced up at her, “You don’t care about the suspicions of others, but my words stir up such a reaction?”

paused, her grip on the plate tightening. She was silent for a moment

reading can make up for

I’ve been wrong about you from the start, it feels like a

up at her, and for the first time, his usually expressionless face showed a hint of anger.

with the

Nothing pleased her more than hitting Boyd’s sore

with a worried look and

“Cut it.”

her off coldly, giving her a cool glance and walked away with her plate towards

Her demeanor was clearly that of someone about

drastic.

stood up, his face set as he followed her out. The rest of the

they too

Yasmine was by the flowerbed, yanking out the lilies that had

front of everyone, including Boyd and

flowers at Serana’s feet. Staring at Serana, who had

coldly, “You like them, don’t you? Take them. They’re

surrounding kids couldn’t help but

looked at Serana with cold eyes, “You are ignorant and stupid. I do

she continued, “I can’t understand why you’d hide your dislike for

know it. Otherwise, what’s the point

the flowers at Serana’s feet, “I despise you, I pulled up the flowers, and

to be sneaky

sarcastic, “I’m

people decide it’s me, I don’t feel

end up with the reputation of

to suffer the

didn’t quite grasp the meaning of Yasmine’s words,

naive or foolish. She wouldn’t bother with

picked up the flowers, and the students crowded around her. Yasmine watched the throng with

biting sarcasm, unaffected.

escalated, and the director arrived. The students babbled the story, but

was responsible for this. Without evidence, it’s irresponsible to blame

were falsely accused

hung in the air, leaving much

her always hanging around the garden. If it wasn’t her, who else could it be? Those

could anyone be so

weren’t willfully destroyed by Yasmine. The reason

to her care. She’s been tending to them all

what they

in murmurs of

Those flowers were

plant the seeds, but without Yasmine, that garden wouldn’t

she just uprooted all of them, even

what she

decided

were no longer worth her love, or perhaps, they didn’t

whose eyes suddenly flashed. He looked up

gaze.

paused, then turned to the teachers nearby,

cultivating lilies.”

agreement

like to take a leave,” Yasmine spoke up, dusting the soil off her hands, “director, Bryson is taking me

afternoon.”