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.”

took a sip of

half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

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

her mouth with a napkin, Yasmine

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

a bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine had

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She answered

a second’s delay. “I’ll be right

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

won’t be going

her hair back

could see it, but if Yasmine had already

there was nothing

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

she reminded

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her forehead, “As you

drive away, Boyd headed to

her, then talk less. If you piss her off, I’m the one who has

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture

was Yasmine who couldn’t

Serana,” the driver beside her

a

—

from Serana lingered

always seemed to creep into her thoughts in

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of their conversation, it wasn’t

exchange with Serana could only

question remained unanswered, fading

issue too, rarely

but not absent. After all, they had

completely cut.

last few months of university, the students’ emotions

more silent than

pressure to advance, embarking on

or fear of an uncertain

Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

had

things, played the hands-off boss

suggested she could stay in school

weren’t

didn’t hesitate to refuse,

at

fault her, except

had felt uneasy around Serana since

just that—play, and

too far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to

time and

didn’t mesh.

Serana off.

her displeasure was no longer

passed

Boyd came to pick

front passenger seat, but the

towards the back seat for her. Boyd was

in and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re

even driving your own

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

of playing

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