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.”

sip of her

ate half her pancakes before

“Are you full?”

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

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

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

the half-eaten sunny-side-up egg Yasmine had

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone

second’s delay.

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

won’t be going to

her hair back and exited the

see it, but

nothing

Yasmine acting

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

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her forehead, “As you

away, Boyd headed to another

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

sweet-talk her.”

car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of

who

driver

took a deep breath, and got into

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

they always seemed to creep

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context of their conversation,

exchange with Serana

unanswered, fading

avoid the issue too,

After all, they had grown up

completely cut.

few months of university, the students’ emotions began

more silent

to advance, embarking on

or fear of an

these concerns held little significance. In

had already

Bryson managing things, played

could stay in school

weren’t too

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly

Bryson at

fault her, except when

Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

that—play, and the

couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to past

time and events

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her

displeasure was no longer

had passed since their “unpleasant”

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up

front passenger seat, but the driver opened the

back seat for her. Boyd was

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

driving your own car

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

of

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