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.”

took a sip of her

half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t think you want

Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like someone

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

a bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine had

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She answered the

delay. “I’ll be

“I’ve

“I won’t be going to school

hair back

but

was nothing more

descended the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had

into the car, she reminded

paper.”

kissing her

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

learn to talk to her, then talk less. If you piss her off, I’m the

sweet-talk her.”

car pulled away, Serana stood

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

Serana,” the driver beside

snapped back to reality, took a deep breath,

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

it, but they always seemed to creep into her thoughts

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context

with

remained unanswered,

the issue too,

they had

completely cut.

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

boisterous, more silent than

farewells, the pressure to advance,

of

these concerns

had

Bryson managing things,

even suggested she could stay

the challenges weren’t too

hesitate to

at

except when it came

around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

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

couldn’t deny Serana’s present

prejudices forever, but as time and events

didn’t mesh.

somehow, she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her

displeasure was no longer

had passed since their “unpleasant”

pick up

but the

the back seat for

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

even driving your own

hand, “Can’t drive today.

Tired of

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