The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1892

Serana bit her lip, silent.

Straightening up in her chair, Yasmine’s gaze grew colder. “You might not like

hearing this, but you knew what you were doing getting into this. So don’t play

the victim.”

Casting a glance at the sandwiches left on the table, Yasmine let out a sarcastic

chuckle. “To win a man’s heart, you gotta win his stomach first. Have you

managed that over all these years?”

The words were blunt, and any pretense of ignorance Serana had maintained

was now impossible to continue.

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Perhaps Yasmine hit a particularly sore spot, Serana finally met Yasmine’s eyes.

“No one knows Boyd better than I do.”

Yasmine raised an eyebrow, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at

Serana with feigned interest, as if waiting for a sermon.d2

Serana didn’t disappoint, continuing, “Sure, you knew him before I did, but you

left his side for nine years. During those nine years, I was the one by his side.”

The expression on Yasmine’s face grew darker by several degrees. “Are you

bragging or giving me a friendly reminder of my place? That it’s about time I

stepped aside?”

Shaking her head, Serana clarified, “I’m not bragging, nor reminding you of

anything. I’m just laying out the facts to explain that I’ve grown up with him, I

know what he wants, and that’s why I’ve come to accept him being with you.”

Yasmine nodded, “It seems I should thank you for being so gracious about us

being together.”

“I know you must think I’m a fool, but if I…”

“What’s going on here?”

Boyd’s voice suddenly cut in, interrupting Serana. He placed a plate of spaghetti

in front of Yasmine. “You ordered it. You better eat it all.”

“But I didn’t say I wanted two eggs.”

“Just eat it.”

Boyd sat beside her, giving Serana a fleeting glance. “What were you two

talking about?”

Serana’s complexion paled slightly as she gently shook her head. “Nothing

important.”

Boyd turned to Yasmine, only to hear her say, “It’s not ‘nothing.’ I’m actually

quite curious about what you were about to say.”

of

her pancakes before pushing the plate

“Are you full?”

plate closer to himself. “I don’t think you want to

napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like someone

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She

a second’s delay. “I’ll

her, “I’ve

said, “I won’t be going

her hair back and

off. Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already

nothing more he could

Yasmine acting as

the car, she reminded him,

paper.”

close, kissing

car drive away, Boyd headed to another

her, then talk less. If you

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there,

was Yasmine who

Serana,” the driver beside her

snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and

—

lingered in Yasmine’s

always seemed to creep into her

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation,

such an exchange with Serana could

remained unanswered,

the issue too,

After all, they had grown up together. The ties

completely cut.

the last few months of university, the students’

boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps

farewells, the pressure to

of

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

focus had already

Bryson managing things, played the

suggested she could stay in school if she was

the challenges weren’t too great for

hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

at

couldn’t fault her, except when it came to

felt uneasy around Serana since their

as just that—play, and the

too far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due

forever, but as time and events proved, she and

didn’t mesh.

somehow, she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew

displeasure was no

month had passed

came to pick up Yasmine from

for the front passenger seat, but the

towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already

down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping

driving your own

today.

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