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.”

sip of her milk,

half her pancakes

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t think

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped,

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

second’s delay. “I’ll be right

her, “I’ve arranged

Yasmine said, “I won’t be going to

her hair back

but if Yasmine had already called for

nothing more he could

together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

getting into the car, she reminded him, “Don’t

paper.”

kissing

Boyd headed to

less. If

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of

who couldn’t let

Serana,” the driver beside her prompted

a deep breath, and got into

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in

always seemed to creep into her thoughts

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of their conversation,

with Serana could only happen

question remained unanswered, fading over

the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

After all, they had

completely cut.

the last few months of university, the

less boisterous, more

to advance,

of an

Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

had already

with Bryson managing things,

Bryson even suggested she could stay in school if she

challenges weren’t

hesitate to

at a

except when it came

felt uneasy around Serana since their

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

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

prejudices forever, but as time and events proved, she and Serana

didn’t mesh.

Serana off.

her displeasure was

month had passed since their

came to pick up Yasmine from school.

for the front passenger seat, but

back seat for her. Boyd was already

and sat down, “Mr.

even driving your

today. Got a dinner planned

of playing

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