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.

Enter title…

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.”

a sip of

pancakes

“Are you full?”

don’t think you want to hear that

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine had

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She

second’s delay.

watched her, “I’ve arranged

said, “I won’t be going

her hair back and exited

Boyd could see it, but if

nothing more

together, Yasmine acting

she reminded

paper.”

close, kissing her

car drive away, Boyd

then talk less. If

sweet-talk her.”

car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture

Yasmine who couldn’t let

the driver beside her

a deep breath, and

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

worry about it, but they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation,

an exchange with Serana could only

unanswered, fading

the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

After all, they had

completely cut.

the last few months of university, the students’ emotions began

more

to

fear of an uncertain

Yasmine and Boyd, these

had already

Bryson managing things, played the hands-off boss

she could stay in school if she

the challenges weren’t too great

hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

Bryson at

fault her, except

Serana

that—play, and the near-death experience as a

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

but as time and events proved,

didn’t mesh.

she couldn’t shake Serana off.

her displeasure was no

had passed since their

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school. She

passenger seat, but the driver opened the

back seat for her. Boyd was

and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up

driving your own

today.

of playing

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