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.”

a sip of her milk, “I

pancakes before pushing the plate towards

“Are you full?”

plate closer to himself. “I don’t

mouth with a napkin, Yasmine

forces others?”

“I’m not full.”

directly took a bite of the half-eaten sunny-side-up

Yasmine smiled.

Yasmine’s phone rang. She

delay.

watched her, “I’ve arranged

“I won’t be

brushed her hair back and exited

off. Boyd could see it, but if Yasmine had already called

nothing more he could

descended the stairs together, Yasmine acting as if nothing had

into the car, she reminded him, “Don’t forget about

paper.”

kissing her forehead,

away, Boyd headed to

less. If you piss her off, I’m the one who has

sweet-talk her.”

car pulled away, Serana stood there, a picture

was Yasmine who couldn’t

Serana,” the driver beside

back to reality, took a

—

unfinished words from Serana lingered in Yasmine’s mind. She told

about it, but they always seemed

moments.

But what if…

What if what?

context of their

an exchange with Serana could

question remained unanswered,

avoid the issue too,

they had grown up together. The

completely cut.

university,

boisterous, more

the pressure to

fear of an uncertain

Boyd, these concerns held little

had

things, played

stay in school if she

the challenges weren’t too great for

hesitate to refuse,

Bryson at

couldn’t fault her, except

uneasy around Serana since their

as just that—play, and

present

forever, but as time

didn’t mesh.

somehow, she couldn’t shake Serana off. Her intolerance

displeasure was no

had passed

came to pick up Yasmine from

the front passenger seat, but the driver opened the door

back seat for her. Boyd

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

driving your

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

Tired of playing

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