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.”

a sip of her milk, “I

ate half her pancakes before pushing

“Are you full?”

closer to himself. “I don’t think

Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She answered

second’s delay.

her, “I’ve arranged a

said, “I won’t

brushed her hair back and exited the dining

it, but if Yasmine had already called

there was nothing more

together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had

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

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her forehead, “As

Boyd headed to another vehicle.

If you piss her

sweet-talk her.”

car pulled away, Serana stood there,

Yasmine who couldn’t

Serana,” the driver beside

a deep breath, and got into the

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s

about it, but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context of their conversation, it

with Serana could only happen

unanswered, fading over

to avoid the issue too,

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

completely cut.

university, the

less boisterous, more

farewells, the pressure to advance, embarking on

or fear of

Boyd, these concerns held

focus had already

things, played

Bryson even suggested she could stay in school if

weren’t too great

however, didn’t hesitate to

at

her, except when

around Serana since their reunion. She

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

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

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

didn’t mesh.

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

her displeasure was no longer

had passed

pick up Yasmine from school.

seat, but the driver opened the door

for

down, “Mr.

even driving your own

her hand, “Can’t drive today. Got

of playing

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