The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1931

Boyd paused mid-stride. "What?"

"Didn't Serana tell you anything?"

Boyd stared at her for a long moment, a faint smile playing on his lips. "What words of hers are so important to you?"

Yasmine's cheeks flushed with a touch of anger. "Whatever she said that matters to you, that’s exactly what I'm curious about."

Boyd's expression remained cool. "On the contrary, that doesn't bother me in the slightest."

Yasmine was at a loss for words. "If you won't tell me, it means you definitely don't want me to know, and if you don't want me to know, then I guess I'm meant to be kept in the dark."d2

Yasmine pursed her lips, mulling over her thoughts for a moment. "You can't give me what I really want. I care about those things, sure, but if you can't satisfy that, it doesn't really matter."

Boyd shook his head, not uttering a word. He had said the same thing too many times. There was nothing he could do about the one thing she truly desired.

"Boyd, if I said I've let you go, and I don't hate you anymore, would you believe me?"

She fell silent for a while, then looked up at Boyd's face. However, there was no surprise, shock, or joy on his face, just a sparse smile after hearing her words.

"I don't believe you. How could you not hate me? Saying this is just your way of telling me not to make amends and then letting you go, right? It's right for you to hate me. It makes me feel slightly better inside."

His punishment deserved to be her hatred. It was the best he could ask for.

Yasmine clenched her teeth, her hands tightly clasped together. A sudden, inexplicable sorrow started to weigh on her heart.

"So what do you really want?" She truly didn't know what to do anymore.

His obsessive refusal to let her go. His desire to entangle her for a lifetime, yet pushing her to hate him. What was this, really?

How could this toxic relationship ever come to an end?

"Just let it be. You do things that make you happy every day, and occasionally entertain me. That's for the best," he said.

Yasmine closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. The two of them were trapped in a cage of thorns. Any struggle would leave them both scarred.

She slowly stood up, tossing her shawl onto the bed and headed toward the bathroom. "Boyd, don't push me."

The sorrow in Boyd's eyes seemed innate. He had no choice but to push her now.

The next day, Yasmine had no plans to visit Greenfield Village. Herschel had arrived early in the morning, bringing two strangers with him.

After she finished watering the plants, she returned to the house to find an uproar upstairs. She listened carefully for a while but could only make out Boyd's stern voice demanding someone to leave.

Turning to the pale-faced maid beside her, she asked, "What happened?"

The maid shook her head. "I... I'm not sure. But Mr. Boyd seems to dislike doctors."

Doctors? Yasmine's eyes flickered with understanding.

Boyd caused quite a scene, and Herschel could only come out of the study with two shrinks. All of them looked a bit disheveled.

Herschel's cheek was swollen.

Yasmine emerged from the bedroom just in time to run into him. He looked at her, impeccably dressed, every hair in place. "Where are you off to?"

"I have a lunch date."

"With whom?"

Yasmine's brow twitched. "A stranger."

Herschel narrowed his eyes. "Ms. Yasmine, I know you do as you please. Whether you forgive or not, and how the two of you decide to live most comfortably is up to you. You have him in your heart, and you know how he feels about you, so why push both of you into a dead end? Are you really willing to waste time like this?"

"Why should I forgive someone who made a mistake and hurt me? I also think it's a waste of time. Instead of berating me here, trying to persuade me to let go of the past, why not convince him to let me go?"

Herschel rubbed his temples with two fingers. "Frankly, if it were me, knowing Ms. Chloe might be your daughter with him, I would have come back to fight for custody, and you wouldn't have had to spend all those years comfortably with the Summers family."

Yasmine's expression darkened sharply.

But Herschel pressed on, "What would the Summers family think if they knew you had deceived them? What dignity would you have left in P City if the truth came out? If it weren't for the fear that his return might make you think he's fighting for custody, if it weren't for the fear of you hating him even more, do you think your daughter would have her life today? Married to Damon, with two children?”

“A single thought can change the outcome of a situation, just like when he chose to shoot you to save both of you. And because of that thought, you lost a baby. So, if you hadn't chosen to hide your pregnancy from him, things might have turned out differently.