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.”

of her

only ate half her pancakes before

“Are you full?”

himself. “I don’t think

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She answered

delay. “I’ll be right

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

said, “I won’t be going to

her hair back and exited the

see it, but if Yasmine had

nothing more he could

together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

she reminded him, “Don’t forget about

paper.”

kissing her

car drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle.

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

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness.

was Yasmine who

driver beside her prompted

a deep breath, and got

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

to worry about it, but they always seemed to

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

given the context of

However, such an exchange with Serana could only

remained unanswered,

issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

not absent. After all, they had

completely cut.

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

more silent

the pressure to advance, embarking

or fear of

Boyd, these

had

with Bryson managing things, played the hands-off

stay in school if she was

weren’t

however, didn’t hesitate to refuse,

Bryson at a

her, except when it came to

uneasy around Serana since their

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

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

forever, but as time and

didn’t mesh.

couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew day by

was

had passed since their

Boyd came to pick up

passenger seat, but the driver

gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already

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

your

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

Tired of

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