The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 1643

Chapter 1643

Chapter 1643

Yasmine’s complexion immediately darkened. “Chloe is my flesh and blood. You have nothing to dowith her!”

“But she is now my daughter–in–law! You could say she’s my daughter too, so I owe you a bigthanks.”

Yasmine’s lips were almost a thin line. Her mood was extremely foul

“Even though you don’t want to admit it, it’s the truth, isn’t it? Chloe is a good girl, and you deservea lot of credit! Don’t worry, even though Chloe isn’t my biological child, I will love her as if she were!You can completely trust me with her!”

Yasmine’s face grew darker. “I’m not dead! Why should I hand Chloe over to you? She’s mydaughter “c2

“Yasmine, your words aren’t right. Chloe is carrying my son’s twins in her belly, and they are alreadylegally married. It’s a done deal. Even if you want to back out, it’s too late, isn’t it? Since she’s mydaughter–in–law, of course I’m going to treat her as well as my own daughter. Wouldn’t that put youmore at ease?”

Elizabeth showed no anger; she was all smiles and even handed the bowl of chicken soup to

Yasmine.

“Come on, Yasmine, have some chicken soup!”

Yasmine was so angry she almost spilled the bowl of soup, but her good upbringing kept her fromdoing so. Taking a glance at the bowl of soup in Elizabeth’s hands, she let out a cold laugh. “So

that’s where Damon gets his shamelessness from!”

Elizabeth chuckled. “To win a woman’s heart, being shameless is a must, isn’t it?”

Yasmine clenched her fists. She had always had a hard time dealing with people like this. No matterhow harsh her words were, they seemed to have no effect on people like Elizabeth. It was as if theywere wearing armor.

For a while, she was so angry she didn’t know what to say. Just then, she noticed the bowl of soupthat Elizabeth was still holding and took it. I’m not a man, so you don’t have to be shameless in frontof me!” As Yasmine spoke, she brought the bowl to her lips.

Elizabeth still had a smile all over her face and let out a chuckle Isn’t this just me trying to win yourheart? It’s no different from pursuing a lover, so just think of it as me courting you!”

“Pfft. ” Yasmine suddenly spat out the soup that had just entered her mouth.

Even Yasmine herself didn’t expect such an ungraceful act Elizabeth was not expecting it either,and got a face full of soup

Chloe was watching this scene from another room through an one–way glass. She blinked, lookingat the silent stand–off between Elizabeth and Yasmine in the rehabilitation room, an

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couldn’t help but laugh. These two were quite a comedy duo when together.

“You… you alright?” Feeling a bit embarrassed and guilty for her outburst, Yasmine asked

Elizabeth.

Elizabeth was a bit stunned, so she touched her face and forced a smile. “No… no problem! I’mchasing you, aren’t I? Even if you spat on me, I’d have to believe it smells like roses…”

These words caused Yasmine’s face to contort uncontrollably.

Chloe heard Elizabeth’s words and burst into laughter again. She was such a character, she wasjust too entertaining. No wonder her father–in–law, Royce, a typically cool and detached man, wassmitten with her. If you had such a person by your side, how could life ever be

boring?

Seeing her mother’s repeated loss of composure, she had a hunch. It wouldn’t be long before

her mother might have actually been won over by her mother–in–law.

Yasmine, with a stern face, placed the bowl of soup back onto the coffee table. “Is this what you callchicken soup? I think you’re just trying to murder me so you can have my daughter all to yourself!”

Elizabeth frowned. “How could you say that? I spent nearly two hours making that pot of chickensoup! I put my whole heart into it. How could you say such a thing?”

Yasmine snorted, “Why don’t you try your heartfelt soup and see what it tastes like?”

Still frowning, Elizabeth took a sip from the bowl of soup Yasmine had just put down. Two secondsafter it entered her mouth, she spat it out. Luckily, Yasmine had the foresight to steer her wheelchairaway from the line of fire.

“Tastes like vinegar!”

Yasmine looked at Elizabeth, whose face was all scrunched up from the sour taste, and her lipstwitched. Her eyes were filled with a hint of amusement. “Who’s the cook here? Isn’t it you?”

Elizabeth, looking particularly disgusted, pushed the bowl of soup to the farthest corner of the coffeetable. “Then don’t drink it! It was supposed to be just simple boiled chicken soup I only added a bitof cooking wine and vinegar… could it be, I mistook the white vinegar for cooking wine?”

Yasmine put a hand to her forehead, concealing the amusement in her eyes. Her voice, however,was as cold as ever, “So your heartfelt soup tastes like vinegar? That’s a bit too

much for me to stomach!”

“Next time! Next time, I won’t add vinegar!” Elizabeth raised her hand in a solemn pledge.

“No need. Just focus on your husband I don’t need your concern.”

Elizabeth stepped forward and grabbed Yasmine’s arm, threading her own through it and holding ittightly, forcing intimacy “Stop being so formal with me. A husband is someone

you’ve already won, so there’s no thrill in that anymore! I’m more interested in you now!”

Chloe was speechless.

What the… was she being serious? Once you got something, it was not so special anymore?

That was such a classic playboy mentality, how could she say it so naturally? If her father–in–law,Royce, heard this, he would explode!

Yasmine was taken aback by Elizabeth’s move, and instinctively tried to struggle, but Elizabeth heldon tightly and wouldn’t let go.

“Are you harassing me?”

Elizabeth, “We’re just getting to know each other better.”

Yasmine, “Have you always been this forward?”

Elizabeth, “What can I say? You caught my eye.”

Yasmine grimaced, and for a moment, she really wanted to curse out loud.

This shameless woman.

Chloe was standing in the corner, silently sweating bullets for Elizabeth. She couldn’t recall hermother ever having to deal with someone as audacious and blatant as Elizabeth. She was afraidthat her mother’s temper would flare and things would turn ugly.

But her mother’s face, although displeased, showed no signs of imminent explosion. In fact, sheeven saw traces of resigned acceptance on her mother’s face, subtle but undeniable.