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 milk,

only ate half her pancakes before pushing

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t think you want

her mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look like

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

took a bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone

second’s delay. “I’ll be right

her, “I’ve

said, “I won’t be

her hair back and exited the dining

see it, but if Yasmine had already

there was nothing more

the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

she reminded him, “Don’t forget about

paper.”

close, kissing

drive away, Boyd headed to

talk less. If

sweet-talk her.”

stood

Yasmine who couldn’t

Serana,” the driver

took a deep breath, and got into

—

from Serana lingered

about it, but they always seemed to creep

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation, it wasn’t

exchange with Serana could only happen

remained unanswered, fading over

the issue too, rarely visiting

but not absent. After all, they had grown up

completely cut.

university, the students’ emotions

They were less boisterous, more silent

farewells, the pressure to advance,

of an uncertain

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these

had already

managing things,

stay in school

the challenges weren’t too

didn’t hesitate to refuse,

Bryson at

couldn’t fault her, except

around Serana

and the near-death experience as a

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

but as time

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance

was no

had passed

came to pick

but the driver opened the

back seat for

down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re

driving your

“Can’t drive today. Got a dinner planned

of

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