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

her pancakes before pushing the plate

“Are you full?”

himself. “I don’t think you want

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang.

delay. “I’ll be right

her, “I’ve arranged a

won’t be

back and exited the dining

Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already called

there was nothing

together, Yasmine acting as if nothing

getting into the car, she reminded him, “Don’t

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her forehead, “As

car drive away, Boyd

less. If you piss her

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of

Yasmine who

the driver

snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and got

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered

about it, but they always seemed to creep

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context of

such an exchange with Serana could

remained unanswered,

seemed to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s

not absent. After all, they had grown

completely cut.

of university, the students’ emotions began to

were less boisterous, more silent

the pressure to advance, embarking on

fear of an

and Boyd, these

had already

with Bryson managing things, played the

suggested she could stay in school if she

weren’t

however, didn’t hesitate to

Bryson at

couldn’t fault her, except when it came to

had felt uneasy around Serana since

that—play, and the

deny Serana’s present self due to past events

forever, but as time and events proved, she and

didn’t mesh.

off. Her

was no

had passed since

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school.

the front passenger seat, but the driver opened

gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already sitting

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

your own car

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

Tired of

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