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.”

took a sip of

half her pancakes before

“Are you full?”

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

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

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She

a second’s delay. “I’ll be right

her, “I’ve arranged

Yasmine said, “I won’t

her hair back and exited the

see it, but if Yasmine

there was nothing more he

descended the stairs together, Yasmine

into the car, she reminded

paper.”

close, kissing her forehead, “As

Boyd

to talk to her, then talk less. If you piss her

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture

Yasmine who couldn’t

the driver beside her prompted

to reality, took a deep breath,

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told

always seemed to creep into her thoughts

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

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

such an exchange with Serana could

question remained unanswered,

issue

absent. After all, they had

completely cut.

few months of university,

more silent

to advance, embarking on

or fear of

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held

focus had already

Bryson managing things, played

suggested she could stay in school

the challenges weren’t

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

at a

except when it came

felt uneasy around Serana since their

just that—play, and the near-death

Serana’s present self due to past events

time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her intolerance grew day

displeasure was

month had passed since

pick up Yasmine from

seat, but the driver opened the

seat for her. Boyd was already

and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re

driving your own

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

of playing

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