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

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

hostility

kids at Angel’s Haven Orphanage noticed too, whispering behind their backs, but she never bothered

refute them.

she knew

it start,

the lilies in the garden bloomed exceptionally beautiful, and the

appeared so harmonious.

later, she found the desecrated lilies, and realized something

had been a captivating sight at Angel’s

snapped. Such an act

and the

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

the

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

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

another.

up,

had merely added extra seeds after Serana planted, knowing the

she thinned them out so the others could

and blamed her out

frustrating and laughable.

garden, picking up petals with tears streaming down

even more displeasure at Yasmine, but the children’s naive

concern.

Serana. There’s

the orphanage didn’t jump to conclusions based

all, the lilies thrived mainly because

for the time being, and the investigation

reprimand for the culprit.

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

class, he paired up with Yasmine,

long table, as Serana was already working with someone

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

been carrying – a surprising choice for someone his

grown accustomed to.

he shook the books, and out fluttered colorful petals. One book after another, until Yasmine

table covered in the petals of lilies, pressed

felt

him, his eyes serene but his lips curved in a casual smile. “I recall

up all

regarded her with a detached gaze, standing by the table, not

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

to care much

out a light chuckle. “And what, pray tell, should

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