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

pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

himself. “I don’t think you want

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

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She

second’s delay.

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

said, “I won’t be going to school

her hair back and exited the dining

Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already called

there was nothing more

Yasmine acting as if nothing had

she reminded him, “Don’t forget

paper.”

close, kissing

drive away, Boyd headed

less. If you

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood there, a

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

the driver beside her

reality, took a deep breath, and got

—

from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told

to worry about it, but they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context of their conversation,

with Serana could only

unanswered,

issue too,

had

completely cut.

the last few months of university, the students’ emotions

were less boisterous, more silent than before,

to advance, embarking

or fear of an

and Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

focus had already

things, played the hands-off

could stay in school if

weren’t too great

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

Bryson at a

except

felt uneasy around Serana

that—play, and the near-death

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

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

didn’t mesh.

she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her

was

passed

came to pick up Yasmine from

the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the

gesturing towards the back seat for

ducked in and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really

driving your own

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

Tired of playing

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