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.”

a sip of her

pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

“I don’t think you want to hear

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

took a bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

Boyd finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She

second’s delay. “I’ll be right

watched her, “I’ve arranged

“I won’t be

hair back and exited the

was off. Boyd could see it, but if

there was nothing more

the stairs together, Yasmine

she reminded

paper.”

her close, kissing her

Yasmine’s car drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

to her, then talk less. If you

sweet-talk her.”

car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of

Yasmine who

Serana,” the driver beside her prompted

to reality, took a deep breath, and

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

to worry about it, but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context of their conversation, it

with Serana

remained unanswered, fading

seemed to avoid the issue too,

absent. After all, they had grown up together.

completely cut.

university, the students’ emotions began to

were less boisterous, more

pressure to

fear of

these concerns held little significance.

focus had

things,

Bryson even suggested she could stay in

weren’t too

hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

Bryson at a

except when it came to

uneasy around Serana since their

that—play, and the near-death experience

present self due to past

as time and events proved, she and Serana

didn’t mesh.

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

her displeasure was

passed

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up Yasmine

front passenger seat, but

towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already

ducked in and sat down, “Mr.

your own car

hand, “Can’t drive today. Got a dinner planned for

Tired of playing

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