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 milk,

pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

don’t think you want to hear that I

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

the half-eaten

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang.

a second’s delay.

“I’ve arranged a

said, “I won’t be going

back and

but if Yasmine had already

there was nothing more he

the stairs together, Yasmine acting

getting into the car, she reminded him,

paper.”

her close, kissing

drive away, Boyd headed to

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

sweet-talk her.”

Boyd’s car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

who couldn’t

driver beside

a deep breath, and got

—

Serana lingered

worry about it, but they always seemed to

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of their conversation, it

with Serana

unanswered,

to avoid the issue

but not absent. After all, they had grown up together.

completely cut.

last few months of university, the

less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due

farewells, the pressure to advance, embarking

or fear of

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance. In

focus had

with Bryson managing things,

stay in

the challenges weren’t too great for

however, didn’t hesitate to

Bryson at

her, except when it

Serana since

just that—play, and

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

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

didn’t mesh.

she couldn’t shake Serana off.

her displeasure was no

month had passed since their “unpleasant”

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine

but the driver opened

for

down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping up your

even driving your

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

of

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