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, “I

half her pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

himself. “I don’t think you want

Yasmine quipped,

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the half-eaten

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone

second’s delay. “I’ll be

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

Yasmine said, “I won’t

hair back and exited

see it, but if Yasmine had already called

nothing more he

Yasmine acting

reminded him, “Don’t forget

paper.”

kissing her forehead, “As you

car drive away, Boyd

learn to talk to her, then talk less. If you

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there, a

Yasmine who

the driver beside her prompted

to reality, took a deep breath, and got

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told

but they always seemed to creep into her

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context of

However, such an exchange with

question remained unanswered, fading

issue

all, they had grown up together.

completely cut.

last few months of university, the students’

They were less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps due

to advance, embarking on

or fear of an uncertain

Boyd, these concerns held little

focus had

managing things, played the hands-off boss

could stay in school

weren’t too great for

didn’t hesitate to refuse, seemingly without ambition,

Bryson at a

except when it came to

felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She

that—play, and

deny Serana’s present self due to past

prejudices forever, but as time and

didn’t mesh.

off.

displeasure was

month had passed

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school.

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

back seat for her. Boyd

in and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re

even driving your

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

Tired of

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