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.”

of her milk,

pancakes

“Are you full?”

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

Yasmine quipped, “Do

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

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

Yasmine smiled.

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

a second’s delay. “I’ll

her, “I’ve

“I won’t be going

hair back and exited the dining

see it, but if Yasmine had already

was nothing more he could

stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had

she reminded him, “Don’t

paper.”

her close, kissing her forehead, “As you

away, Boyd headed to

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

sweet-talk her.”

Serana stood

who

driver

reality, took a deep breath, and got into the

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered

but they always seemed to creep into her

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

was pretty sure, given the context of

such an exchange with

question remained unanswered, fading

seemed to avoid the issue too, rarely visiting

had grown up together. The ties couldn’t

completely cut.

of university, the students’ emotions began to

They were less boisterous, more silent

to advance, embarking

of

these

focus had

managing things, played the

Bryson even suggested she could stay

the challenges weren’t

however, didn’t hesitate to

Bryson at a

her, except

had felt uneasy around Serana

and the near-death experience

Serana’s present self due to past

old prejudices forever, but as time

didn’t mesh.

couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance

displeasure was no longer

had passed since their

Boyd came to pick up Yasmine from school. She

front passenger seat, but the

back seat for her. Boyd was

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

even driving your own car

“Can’t drive today. Got a dinner

of playing

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