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 her milk, “I

pancakes before pushing

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t think you want to hear that

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine quipped, “Do I look

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

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

second’s delay. “I’ll be right

watched her, “I’ve arranged a

“I won’t be

hair back

could see it, but if Yasmine had already

there was nothing

together, Yasmine acting as if

she reminded him, “Don’t forget about

paper.”

kissing her forehead, “As

car drive away, Boyd headed to another vehicle. “If

to her, then talk less. If you piss

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there, a picture

who couldn’t

driver beside her

a deep

—

from Serana lingered in

to worry about it, but they always seemed to

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

the context

However, such an exchange with Serana

question remained unanswered, fading

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

had grown up together.

completely cut.

few months of university, the students’ emotions

more silent than before,

to advance,

of an uncertain

some, like Yasmine and Boyd, these concerns held little significance.

had

things, played the hands-off

suggested she could stay in school if she was

weren’t too

didn’t hesitate to

at

fault her, except

around Serana since their

that—play, and the

present

forever, but as time and events

didn’t mesh.

couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance grew

displeasure was no

had passed since their “unpleasant”

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from

for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the

back seat for her. Boyd

and sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really

even driving your own

“Can’t drive today. Got a dinner planned for

Tired of playing

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