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.

Enter title…

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 milk,

only ate half her pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

pulled the plate closer to himself. “I don’t

Yasmine quipped, “Do I look

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

took a bite of the half-eaten

Yasmine smiled.

eating, Yasmine’s phone

delay.

her, “I’ve arranged a

Yasmine said, “I won’t

brushed her hair back and

Boyd could see it, but

nothing

together, Yasmine acting as if

she reminded him, “Don’t forget about the

paper.”

kissing her

Boyd headed to another vehicle.

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

sweet-talk her.”

stood there, a picture of sadness.

was Yasmine who couldn’t

the driver beside

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

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s

but they always seemed to creep into her thoughts

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context

However, such an exchange with Serana

remained unanswered, fading over

to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting Boyd’s home

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

completely cut.

few months of university, the

were less boisterous, more silent than

farewells, the pressure to advance,

of

these concerns held little significance.

had already

with Bryson managing things,

she could stay in school if

weren’t too great

hesitate to

at a

except when it came

Serana since their

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

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

time and events proved, she

didn’t mesh.

Serana off. Her intolerance grew

her displeasure was no

month had passed since their

pick up

front passenger seat, but the driver

the back seat for her.

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

driving your own car

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

Tired of

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