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?

never felt it

And in their routine, she’d

hostility

Angel’s Haven Orphanage noticed too, whispering behind their backs,

refute them.

knew it

did it

garden bloomed exceptionally beautiful, and

appeared so harmonious.

few days later, she found the desecrated lilies, and

lilies had been a captivating sight at Angel’s Haven Orphanage.

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

and

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

uprooting the seedlings with that trowel,” added

towards the garden was frightening, like… like when she

lilies were planted by Serana,

another.

up, but Yasmine

extra seeds after Serana planted, knowing the

thinned them out

understand these simple gardening concepts and blamed her out of ignorance, which she

frustrating and laughable.

knelt by the ruined garden, picking up petals with tears

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

concern.

don’t have any particular feelings about Serana. There’s

to conclusions based on the children’s words, agreeing

lilies thrived mainly because of Yasmine’s

and the investigation continued quietly, possibly leading to

reprimand for the culprit.

the scene of the “crime,” seemed

class, he paired up with Yasmine, who

a long table, as Serana

playing with colorful paper, greeted him casually. “Rare

carrying – a surprising choice

grown accustomed to.

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

petals of lilies, pressed flat and

heart felt inexplicably

but his lips curved in a casual smile.

up all those

a detached gaze, standing by the table, not much

to hold a universe of secrets, now veiled with a

to care much about them,”

at the petals and let out a light chuckle. “And what, pray

picked them up. She