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.”

a sip of her

her pancakes before pushing

“Are you full?”

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

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the half-eaten

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She answered the

a second’s delay.

her, “I’ve

said, “I won’t be going to school

brushed her hair back and exited the

it, but if Yasmine had already called

was nothing

descended the stairs together, Yasmine acting as

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

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her forehead, “As you

away, Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

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

sweet-talk her.”

Boyd’s car pulled away, Serana stood

who couldn’t let

driver beside her prompted

a deep breath,

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

to worry about it, but they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context of their

an exchange with Serana could

unanswered,

issue

absent. After all, they had grown

completely cut.

of university, the students’

They were less boisterous, more silent than

pressure to advance, embarking on

fear of

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns

had already

Bryson managing things, played the hands-off

stay in school

the challenges weren’t too

hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

Bryson at

her, except when it came to

around Serana since their

just that—play, and the near-death

present self due

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

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her intolerance grew day

was no longer

month had passed

came to pick up Yasmine from school.

seat, but the driver opened the door

for her. Boyd was already

down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really

even driving your

her hand, “Can’t drive today. Got

of playing

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