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.”

a sip of her milk,

only ate half her pancakes

“Are you full?”

“I don’t think you want to hear that

with a napkin, Yasmine

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

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

second’s delay. “I’ll be

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

Yasmine said, “I won’t be going

hair back and exited the

could see it, but if Yasmine

was nothing more he could

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if

the car, she reminded him,

paper.”

kissing her

Boyd headed

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

sweet-talk her.”

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

was Yasmine who couldn’t let

the driver beside her prompted

took a deep breath,

—

lingered in

to worry about it, but they always seemed to creep into

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

given the context of their conversation,

with Serana could

question remained unanswered, fading

seemed to avoid the issue

After all, they had

completely cut.

university, the

less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps

to

or fear of an

like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

focus had

with Bryson managing things,

she could stay in school if

weren’t too great

hesitate to refuse,

at a

except

had felt uneasy around Serana since their

and the near-death experience

deny Serana’s present self

as time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew day

her displeasure was no longer

month had passed since their “unpleasant”

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

passenger seat, but the driver opened the door

towards the back seat for

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

driving your own car

drive today. Got a dinner planned for

of

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