The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Though they had seen much of life’s harsh realities, the children at the local orphanage couldn’t fathom the depths

of darkness that might dwell in the heart of a seven-year-old girl who had just lost her parents.

Serana kept to herself, a solitary figure in the corner, quiet and well-behaved in class, and equally so during recess,

watching the others play with an expressionless demeanor, like a still pond devoid of life.

Perhaps they sensed a kindred spirit in her, or maybe it was pity, or a thick slather of curiosity, but from that point

on, Boyd had someone else woven into the tapestry of his childhood.

From then until now, Serana had become a thread running through the narrative of his life.

In their daily interactions, Serana was the picture of innocence, speaking in gentle whispers, looking at people with

sincerity and care. Even as the years passed and she grew, she never changed – tender and fragile, yet brave and

stubborn.

Outwardly, she seemed as delicate as a glass figurine, always needing protection, yet she fiercely tried to prove her

strength, insisting she didn’t need anyone’s care and could even protect others.d2

Such a girl was irresistibly endearing – tender and attentive, pure and kind, brave, stubborn, and resilient.

Like her long, dark hair, the number of people drawn to her grew day by day. And it was true what they said – girls

should have long hair.

Yasmine was beautiful but frosty by nature. Others kept their distance. From start to finish, Boyd was her only

constant, and she never felt lonely. At least, not until she suddenly realized what loneliness was and found that

certain things had become inevitable.

Boyd’s time was no longer solely dedicated to her as he began to learn deeper subjects beyond the basic

curriculum.

Companion? She had never considered Boyd’s presence as companionship before.

But when did it start? It wasn’t when Boyd’s time began to scatter, leaving more for Serana.

Was it from the moments they shared meals together, or those occasional breaks when they sat beside the flower

beds?

Or when they planted a lily bulb together, one digging a hole, the other tenderly placing the bulb inside?

felt it

began to irk her. And in their routine, she’d find herself unintentionally

even hostility towards

Angel’s Haven Orphanage noticed too,

refute them.

knew it

did it start,

when the lilies in the garden bloomed exceptionally beautiful,

appeared so harmonious.

few days later, she found the desecrated lilies, and realized something

captivating sight at Angel’s Haven Orphanage. Now, they were

petals scattered, leaves shredded, and stems snapped. Such an

orphanage, and

I saw her by the garden, holding a trowel and looking pensive,”

saw her too, uprooting the seedlings with

the garden was frightening, like… like when she looks at Serana,”

like Serana. We all know that. The lilies were planted by Serana, so it must’ve

another.

accusations piled up,

Serana planted, knowing the germination rate was low. And

them out so the

simple gardening concepts and blamed her out

frustrating and laughable.

said nothing, just knelt by the ruined garden, picking

at Yasmine, but the

concern.

Serana. There’s no motive. It wasn’t me,”

the orphanage didn’t jump to conclusions based on the

After all, the lilies thrived mainly because of Yasmine’s

and the investigation continued quietly, possibly leading

reprimand for the culprit.

visited the scene of the “crime,” seemed indifferent to

craft class, he

long table, as Serana was already working

paper, greeted him casually.

the heavy finance books he’d been carrying – a surprising choice for someone his

grown accustomed to.

and out fluttered colorful petals. One book after another, until

in the petals of lilies,

heart felt

curved in a casual smile.

up all those flower

by the table, not much taller than the piece of

seemed to hold a universe of secrets, now veiled with a frosty

to care much

petals and let out a light chuckle.

long moment. “Indeed, Serana picked them up. She cried over them for