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.”

took a sip of her

pancakes before pushing the plate

“Are you full?”

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

with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

of the half-eaten sunny-side-up

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang.

delay.

her, “I’ve arranged a

won’t

hair back and exited the dining

Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already called

nothing more he could

Yasmine acting as if nothing had

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

paper.”

kissing her forehead, “As

away, Boyd headed to

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

sweet-talk her.”

stood there, a

Yasmine who

the driver beside

back to reality, took a deep breath, and got into the

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered

about it, but they always seemed to creep into her

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation,

with Serana could only happen

remained unanswered, fading over

the issue too, rarely

not absent. After all, they had grown up together. The

completely cut.

few months of university, the

more silent than

the pressure to advance, embarking

fear of an uncertain

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these

had already

Bryson managing things, played

even suggested she could stay

the challenges weren’t too great

to refuse,

at

except when it

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She dismissed

and the near-death experience

too far. She couldn’t deny Serana’s present self due to past events or

but as time and

didn’t mesh.

somehow, she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance

was no longer

had passed

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school. She

seat, but the driver opened the door and

seat for her. Boyd

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

even driving your own car

drive today. Got a dinner planned for

of

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