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.”

of her

ate half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

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

a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang.

delay. “I’ll be

her, “I’ve arranged a

“I won’t

her hair back

off. Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had

there was nothing more

Yasmine acting

reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her

Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

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

sweet-talk her.”

car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

the driver beside her

reality, took a deep breath, and

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s

about it, but they always seemed to creep

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

given the context

an exchange with Serana

question remained unanswered, fading

the issue

they had

completely cut.

last few months of university, the students’ emotions began

less boisterous, more silent

farewells, the pressure to advance, embarking

fear of an uncertain

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

focus had

with Bryson managing things, played

Bryson even suggested she could stay in school if she

the challenges weren’t too great

to refuse,

at

except

around Serana since their reunion. She

play as just that—play, and the near-death experience as

couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due

time and events

didn’t mesh.

somehow, she couldn’t shake Serana off.

her displeasure was no

passed since

pick up Yasmine from school. She

seat, but the

back seat for her. Boyd was already

“Mr. Boyd, you’re really stepping

even driving your own

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

Tired of playing

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