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?”

her grip on the plate tightening. She was silent for

of reading can make up for your useless brain, and

we go way back, and now to realize I’ve been wrong

his

the force of

a sudden sense of satisfaction. Nothing pleased

a worried look and approached

“Cut it.”

cool glance and walked away with her plate towards the

back. Her demeanor

drastic.

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

before they too

by the flowerbed, yanking out the lilies that had survived the

front of

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

like them, don’t you? Take them. They’re a gift. Keep them as long as

surrounding kids couldn’t help

Serana with cold eyes, “You are ignorant

surrounding chatter, she continued, “I can’t understand why you’d

and I want you to know it. Otherwise, what’s the point

at Serana’s feet, “I despise

need to be

look at Boyd, her face sarcastic, “I’m not

feel wronged by a bit of slander. But if I were to do

get blamed, then I end up with the

the biggest insult? What

meaning of Yasmine’s words, but Boyd’s face suddenly

never naive or

crowded around her. Yasmine watched the throng

biting sarcasm, unaffected.

babbled the story, but the director was visibly

this. Without evidence, it’s irresponsible to blame her. Do

you were falsely accused

a moment of silence, the director’s words hung in the

swear, we saw her always hanging around the garden. If

could anyone be so

sighed heavily, “Those flowers weren’t willfully destroyed by Yasmine.

care. She’s been tending to them all along. So, it couldn’t

they cherish so

erupted in murmurs of

flowers were clearly Serena’s little

plant the seeds, but without Yasmine, that

she just uprooted all of them, even if it

what she

his head in resignation, “If she decided to destroy them, then she must

or perhaps, they didn’t

quietly to the side was Boyd, whose eyes suddenly

gaze.

teachers nearby, “This afternoon’s class, let’s teach

cultivating lilies.”

agreement and accepted the

the soil off her hands, “director,

afternoon.”