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

half her pancakes before pushing

“Are you full?”

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

Yasmine quipped,

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

a bite of the

Yasmine smiled.

finished eating, Yasmine’s phone

second’s delay. “I’ll

her, “I’ve arranged a

won’t be going to school

hair back and

could see it, but if Yasmine had already called for

nothing

descended the stairs together, Yasmine acting as

reminded him, “Don’t forget

paper.”

kissing her forehead,

Boyd headed to another vehicle.

less. If you piss her off, I’m

sweet-talk her.”

pulled away, Serana stood there,

Yasmine who

Serana,” the driver beside her prompted

a deep breath, and

—

from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She

always seemed to creep into her thoughts in

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context of their

an exchange with Serana could only

remained unanswered, fading over

avoid the issue too, rarely visiting

they had grown up together.

completely cut.

of university, the students’

They were less boisterous, more silent than

farewells, the pressure to advance, embarking on

or fear of

these

focus had already

with Bryson managing things, played the hands-off

even suggested she could stay

challenges weren’t too great

to refuse, seemingly without

Bryson at a

except

had felt uneasy around Serana since their reunion. She

that—play, and the

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

old prejudices forever, but as time and events proved,

didn’t mesh.

off. Her intolerance

displeasure was

had passed since

pick up Yasmine from

but the driver opened

gesturing towards the back seat for her. Boyd was already

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

driving your own car

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

of

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