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 milk, “I

half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped,

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She

delay. “I’ll be right

“I’ve

won’t

brushed her hair back

Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had

was nothing more he

the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if

into the car, she reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As

away, Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

learn to talk to her, then talk less. If you

sweet-talk her.”

car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of

was Yasmine who

Serana,” the driver

took a deep breath, and got into the

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in

always seemed to creep

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

sure, given the context of their conversation,

an exchange with Serana

remained unanswered,

seemed to avoid the issue too,

not absent. After all, they had grown up together.

completely cut.

of university, the

less boisterous, more silent than

to advance,

or fear of an uncertain

and Boyd, these concerns held

had already

Bryson managing things, played the

even suggested she could stay

challenges weren’t too

however, didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

Bryson at a

fault her, except when it came to

around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

and the near-death experience

Serana’s present self due to past

prejudices forever, but as time

didn’t mesh.

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

her displeasure was no longer

passed

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up

front passenger seat, but the driver

seat for her. Boyd was already sitting

down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping

your own

today. Got a dinner planned for

of playing

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