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

her pancakes before pushing the plate

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t

her mouth with 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. She answered the

delay. “I’ll be

“I’ve

won’t be going to

her hair back

Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine

nothing more he could

the stairs together, Yasmine acting as

she reminded him, “Don’t

paper.”

kissing her forehead, “As you

drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

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

sweet-talk her.”

stood there, a picture of sadness.

was Yasmine who

the driver beside her prompted

reality, took a

—

from Serana lingered

but they always

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context of their conversation, it

with Serana could

unanswered,

to avoid the issue

they had grown up together. The

completely cut.

months of university,

were less boisterous, more silent than before,

to advance,

or fear of an uncertain

like Yasmine and Boyd, these

focus had

with Bryson managing things,

even suggested she could stay in school if she was

the challenges weren’t

to refuse,

at a

her, except

felt uneasy around Serana since

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

She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self

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

didn’t mesh.

shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew day by

her displeasure was no longer

passed since

came to pick up Yasmine from school.

for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the

towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already sitting

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

your own

today.

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