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 pancakes before pushing the

“Are you full?”

to himself. “I don’t think you

Yasmine quipped, “Do I look

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

phone rang. She answered the

second’s delay. “I’ll be right

“I’ve arranged

won’t be

hair back and exited the dining

Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine

was nothing more he could

together, Yasmine acting

car, she reminded him, “Don’t

paper.”

pulled her close, kissing her forehead,

away, Boyd headed to another

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

sweet-talk her.”

away, Serana stood there, a picture

who couldn’t let

driver beside

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

—

lingered in Yasmine’s mind.

but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

pretty sure, given the context of their conversation,

However, such an exchange with

remained unanswered, fading over

the issue too, rarely visiting

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

completely cut.

university, the students’ emotions

were less boisterous, more silent than before, perhaps

to

or fear of an uncertain

these concerns held little

focus had

with Bryson managing things, played the

Bryson even suggested she could stay in school if she

the challenges weren’t too great for

hesitate to

at a

fault her, except

felt uneasy around Serana since

that—play, and the near-death

present

forever, but as time and events

didn’t mesh.

off. Her

was

had passed since their “unpleasant”

afternoon, Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school.

for the front passenger seat, but the driver opened

gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already sitting

sat down, “Mr. Boyd, you’re really

your

today. Got

of playing

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