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

half her pancakes before

“Are you full?”

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

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered

delay. “I’ll be

her, “I’ve

said, “I won’t be going to

hair back and

see it, but if Yasmine had

was nothing more he

the stairs together, Yasmine acting as

she reminded him, “Don’t

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing

Boyd headed to

less. If you piss her off, I’m the one

sweet-talk her.”

car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of

was Yasmine who

driver beside her prompted

took a

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

they always seemed to creep into

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context

such an exchange with Serana could only

unanswered, fading

issue

all, they had

completely cut.

the last few months of university,

more silent

the pressure to

fear of an

Boyd, these

had already

things, played the

even suggested she could stay

the challenges weren’t too great

however, didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly

Bryson at a

except when it

felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She

as just that—play, and the near-death

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

forever, but as time and

didn’t mesh.

she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her

displeasure was no longer

month had passed since

pick up Yasmine from

passenger seat, but the driver opened the door

seat for her. Boyd was already sitting

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

driving your own car

drive today.

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