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?”

grip on the plate tightening. She was

I think no amount of reading can make up for your useless brain,

and now to realize I’ve been wrong about you from

first time, his usually expressionless face

filled with the force of

sense of satisfaction. Nothing

worried look and approached

“Cut it.”

glance and walked away with her

Her demeanor was clearly that of someone about

drastic.

as he followed her out.

they too

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

after another, in front of everyone, including Boyd

Staring at Serana, who had tears in

you? Take them. They’re a gift. Keep them as

kids couldn’t help

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

continued, “I can’t understand why

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

flowers at Serana’s feet, “I despise you,

be

Boyd, her face sarcastic, “I’m not into playing your

it’s me, I don’t feel wronged by a bit of

I end up with the reputation of a cowardly schemer. Why

suffer the

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

naive or foolish. She wouldn’t bother

students crowded around

biting sarcasm, unaffected.

arrived. The students babbled the

this. Without evidence, it’s irresponsible to blame

were

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

hanging around the garden. If it wasn’t her, who

could anyone be

director sighed heavily, “Those flowers weren’t willfully destroyed

been tending to

what they cherish so

in murmurs

flowers were clearly Serena’s

Serena did plant the seeds, but without Yasmine, that

“But she just uprooted all of them, even if it wasn’t her, even if she had

what

she decided to destroy them, then she must

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

Boyd, whose eyes suddenly flashed.

gaze.

the teachers nearby, “This afternoon’s class,

cultivating lilies.”

teachers nodded in agreement and

the soil off her hands, “director, Bryson is taking me

afternoon.”