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

half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

himself. “I don’t think you

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone rang. She answered the

delay. “I’ll be right

“I’ve arranged

Yasmine said, “I won’t be going to

brushed her hair back and exited the

but if Yasmine

was nothing

Yasmine

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

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As

drive away, Boyd

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

sweet-talk her.”

Boyd’s car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture of sadness. She

was Yasmine who couldn’t

the driver beside her prompted

took a deep breath, and got

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told

but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context of their conversation, it

with Serana could

remained unanswered, fading

the issue too,

they had

completely cut.

last few months of university, the students’ emotions

more silent than

the pressure to advance, embarking on

of an

and Boyd, these concerns held

had already

Bryson managing things,

she could stay

the challenges weren’t too great

however, didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without

Bryson at a

her, except

around Serana since their

just that—play, and the near-death experience

deny Serana’s present

but as time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew day

her displeasure was

passed since their “unpleasant”

pick up

for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door and

back seat for her. Boyd

down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really

even driving your own car

“Can’t drive today. Got a

of

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