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.”

of

her pancakes before

“Are you full?”

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

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the half-eaten

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered

a second’s delay. “I’ll be right

“I’ve arranged a

“I won’t be

brushed her hair back

Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already called

there was nothing more

Yasmine acting

car, she reminded him, “Don’t forget about

paper.”

close, kissing her

Yasmine’s car drive away, Boyd headed to

less. If you piss her off, I’m the

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood there, a picture

Yasmine who couldn’t

Serana,” the driver

to reality, took a

—

words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s

about it, but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

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

with Serana

unanswered, fading over

seemed to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting

all, they had grown up together. The

completely cut.

last few months of university,

more silent than before, perhaps due

the pressure to advance, embarking on

of

these concerns held

focus had already

with Bryson managing things, played the

stay in school

the challenges weren’t

to refuse,

at a

fault her, except when it came

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion.

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

deny Serana’s present self due to past events or

but as time

didn’t mesh.

shake Serana off.

displeasure was

passed since their

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine

front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door and

seat for her.

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

driving your own

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

Tired of

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