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

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

even hostility

Orphanage noticed too, whispering behind their backs, but she never bothered

refute them.

she knew it was

did it start,

the garden bloomed exceptionally beautiful, and the two silhouettes sitting

appeared so harmonious.

few days later, she found

garden’s vibrant lilies had been a captivating sight at Angel’s Haven Orphanage. Now, they were

leaves shredded, and stems snapped. Such an act was a significant event in the

and

Just days after planting, I saw her by the garden, holding

the seedlings with that

her gaze towards the garden was frightening, like… like when she looks at

Serana. We all know that. The lilies were planted by

another.

accusations piled up, but

had merely added extra seeds after Serana planted, knowing the germination rate

thinned them

understand these simple gardening concepts and blamed her

frustrating and laughable.

by the ruined garden, picking up petals with tears streaming

Yasmine, but the

concern.

particular feelings about Serana. There’s no motive. It wasn’t

jump to conclusions

the lilies thrived mainly because of Yasmine’s

time being, and the investigation continued quietly, possibly leading

reprimand for the culprit.

who hadn’t visited the scene of the “crime,” seemed indifferent

appearance in craft class, he paired up with Yasmine, who had

at a long table, as Serana was

playing with colorful paper, greeted him casually. “Rare sight,” she

he’d been carrying –

grown accustomed to.

word, he shook the books, and out fluttered colorful petals. One

covered in the petals of lilies,

heart felt inexplicably

lips curved in a casual smile. “I recall Serana was the one

all

her with a detached gaze, standing by the table, not much taller than the piece

eyes seemed to hold a universe of

don’t seem to care much

and let out a light chuckle. “And what, pray tell, should I feel about

“Indeed, Serana picked them